"You—"

Susan bit her lips as she glared at Donoghue. Then, she snarled at him. "You had better kill me. Otherwise, I will break you into pieces."

Susan and Zoran had been married for ages, and they respected and admired each other very much. Susan had lost all her hopes and desire to live after her husband died. Her heart was seized by a strong sense of repulsion and hatred.

"Tsk! Tsk! Tsk!"

Donoghue teased Susan when he saw her suicidal despair. "So, you really want to go with your husband, huh? If that's the case, then I shall fulfill your death wish!"

Donoghue raised his right hand slowly, and at the same time, his internal energy surged.

Suddenly, the entire prison was like an ignited explosives warehouse; everyone was frightened as they shouted.

"Donoghue, stop it!"

"Come to me if you're capable!"

"You're an animal! An animal!"

Donoghue ignored all the angry remarks that were thrown at him. Just as his hand got closer, Susan's tears streamed down her face. She