"No, don't come here," Madelyn warned Zach.

Zach looked like a madman. Madelyn took the opportunity to run out the door behind him while he was weak.

"Ah!" Zach roared and grabbed her by the ankle again. Madelyn fell entirely to the ground. Her clean clothes were instantly smudged with Zach's blood. She saw his eyes and felt terrified.

The next moment, Zach's cold and bloodied face stared at Madelyn. His hands clutched her neck while his blood trickled off his face. Madelyn gripped his hands in pain and pleaded, "Zach, let me go!"

"Are you going to run!" Zach asked menacingly. Madelyn shut her eyes in pain and kept silent.

"Answer me! Are you going to run!" Zach asked again.

"Why do you still run? Am I not treating you well enough?" Zach continued to question her.

He saw her painful expression and felt the same way; it was the helplessness from being unable to stop her from leaving him. Just when Madelyn was about to faint, Zach suddenly let go of her. He tore her clothes off an