Chapter 297 Infidelity is in the blood

Levin didn't understand why it suddenly turned out like that. Everything had been fine today.

Where did this knife come from? A flash of wit struck him. It must be that psychologist!

"Levin, can you promise me one thing?" Rory's eyes were dull, and her voice was hoarse.

"What is it? I promise you anything. Give me the knife first." As Levin spoke, he took a few steps forward.

Rory seemed to be irritated and suddenly tightened her grip. The sharp knife had cut her neck, revealing a few drops of blood. Levin gasped in fear.

"Don't come over! Step back!"

"I'm not going over." Levin immediately took a few steps back upon cautiously replying.

"After I die, can you get the video of Nicki from Wendy? She has already been hurt badly by both of you. Don't torture her anymore." Rory's voice was full of remorse.

"Okay, I promise you. Come here first." Levin was on tenterhooks.