My Revenge Life,Fatty to Sexy novel Chapter 1081

Chapter 1081 Fighting and Killing

"The police said they would help me to go and warn them not to make a big deal out of it, or else they would be arrested." Zoe added, "All this was my idea, and that's the best end of it for me."

"Without Robert, how can I fight them now?" Zoe said again.

Winson's heart ached.

Although, he was a male, he could still empathise with it all.

Such a nice girl just soiled dirty through and through.

Yet, there was no strength to put up any resistance.

What desperation that was.

Winson once again let out a long, helpless sigh and added, "You haven't thought about getting back with a vengeance? For example, go back to Robert and get back at them, or in some other way."

Zoe shook her head, "No matter what way it goes, Robert won't be happy, that's his mum and dad."

Winson, "So you're going to do nothing for the rest of your life for Robert to be happy?"

Zoe nodded, "This is the last thing I can do for him. I actually want to take revenge, but I can't, those are his parents, if something happens to them, Robert won't be happy either."

Winson, "Should we just let them off the hook?"

Zoe, "Let it all end here."

At these words, Winson became even more distressed.

He wondered how much love it took to go to such lengths for a man.

She can even let go of the couple who hurt her so much.

Winson didn't say anything next, just silently medicated and cleaned Zoe's feet.

Inside her feet, there were a lot of stone crumbs and shards of glass.

He removed them all and then carefully disinfected and bandaged her.

Every movement he made was so careful that it warmed the heart of Zoe.

Such kindness at this desperate time is most heart-warming.

Winson is a light in her dark world.

"Winson, thank you." Zoe choked back a sob.

Winson shook his head, "We are classmates, don't be so polite, do you have any plans next?"

Zoe, "I think I'll leave Flento City and go live somewhere where no one knows me, but until then, can I ask you for one thing?"

Winson, "Yes."

Zoe, "You work at the police station, you should be able to help me recreate an identity, right?"

Winson thought deeply for a second and said, "Well, you can if you want."

Zoe, "I want. Winson, help me to become a brand new person, with a brand new identity, to live in this world, and only then will I not be found by Robert."

She believes that even now that Robert is married, he will not stop looking for her.

She absolutely cannot be found by Robert.

Winson nodded, "Okay."

Sympathy broke out again, and without waiting for Zoe to speak, Winson said again, "I know you're penniless now, so how about this, before you leave, I'll lend you a sum of money that you can live with you, and then I'll buy you a mobile phone and get everything ready for you."

These words, once again, moved Zoe to tears.

Zoe kept nodding, "Thank you."

Winson, however, shook his head once again, "Told you, don't be so polite with me."

Zoe, "You're such a good person."

Winson, "Thank you."

Zoe, "My new name will be Zofia Knight."

Winson nodded again.

They went to school together and he would help with whatever Zoe said.

Because she really is so pathetic.

Inside the luxurious chair, Robert leaned helplessly against the backrest, constantly reaching for his mobile phone and asking his men about the progress of his search for Zoe.

There is still no progress in response.

Upon hearing this, Robert then impatiently hung up the phone, before viciously slamming it on the ground.

These days, he can't remember exactly how many phones he's smashed.

Spring is in full bloom.

His Zoe has not returned.

He was really afraid that, in this life, he would never see Zoe again.

He was terrified that Zoe was enduring inhuman torture.

A voice message from his mother came in the morning.

Her voice, by the sound of it, was perfectly normal, but because he couldn't see her face, he still felt uneasy.

He hated them both now.

Many times, the thought of going home and killing them would even arise.

There was a knock on the door.

Robert impatiently lit a cigarette, and then opened League of Legends on his computer.

Looking again at the doorway position, he said coldly, "Get in."

Soon the door opened.

Klara walked in with a cup of warm milk in her hand.

Seeing Klara, Robert didn't say another word at all, just silently opened the game.

His mood is depressing.

He loves to play this game, fighting and killing.