LIFE AFTER PRISON - Season 3 Episode 7

“Ah! Help! Let me go!”

Queenie struggled desperately and was terror-struck. Her regret began to intensify, and she felt that she should never have gone to work that night.

At that moment, however, the door was kicked open and a man barged in from the outside.

*F*cking idiots! I thought I told you guys to stand guard outside. Is this how you do your job?”

I Gareth stood up and cursed as soon as he heard someone barge in and interrupt him.

When he turned around, he discovered that his friends were howling in pain as they lay on the ground near the door. The man who walked in picked up a wine bottle and smashed it right over his head.

“Ah!” Gareth covered his head in pain and sat on the sofa while saying to Severin, “You motherf* cker! Do you know who I am? Huh? Do you know who it is that you just smashed the bottle on? Hey, fellas! Get him!”

“Severin!” Queenie got up frantically and buttoned her collar as soon as she saw that Severin had come to her aid. “How did you find me? I’m so happy you came. If you didn’t, I…I’

Queenie looked at Severin. She was aggrieved, and she could not help but throw herself into Severin’s arms before crying her heart out. Unfortunately, Queenie forgot one thing-the effects of the spiked wine she drank earlier was slowly kicking in, and the feeling in her body was getting much stronger.

When she rested her head on Severin’s chest, his breathing made her face even hotter. Severin pushed her away at once, and a faint glow flickered on his fingertips as he quickly tapped several pressure points of Queenie’s body.

“You’ll be fine a bit. Have some rest on the sofa!” Severin helped Queenie to the sofa so she could sit down. Dealing with the effects of the spiked wine could not be easier for a miracle doctor like him, and he had already gotten rid of it for Queenie.

“Bleagh!” Queenie threw up seconds after she sat down, which left her feeling a little puzzled because she should not have vomited after only drinking a few glasses. Nevertheless, her body seemed to have relaxed considerably after she vomited, and she became more sober too.

As she glanced at Severin, she felt a little ashamed at herself for having all those blasphemous thoughts earlier. She and Severin were not really cousins because she was adopted by the Wallers, but the two of them grew up together and their relationship had always been like that of brother and sister. Therefore, when she recalled all the wild thoughts she earlier had, she felt mortified and had the urge to slap herself.

Gareth had a panicked expression after running to the door, and his head had been wounded after Severin smashed a bottle over it. In the midst of his cries for help, Paul had already led several of the bar’s thugs to the room. At long last, he felt relieved upon seeing that Paul brought more than twenty people over.

He pointed directly at Severin who was standing inside and said, “What’s the deal, Paul? Who is

that kid? He has some nerve coming to your bar to cause trouble. He’s asking for it! Look, he even smashed a bottle over my head and drew blood. I want you to kill him! Do it!”

“Don’t worry, Mister Gareth. Those who dare to cause trouble in our bar will have what’s coming for them!” Paul patted his chest and assured Gareth.

Then, the tattooed men-whose hair was dyed in various colors-walked in with steel pipes and began to surround Severin.