Chapter 34 Chapter 23 Please Spare Him（1）
But Judson kicked Rose away.
He did it like she was a stone by the roadside.
He held the closet's edges with both hands and moved it more quickly.
"Judson..." Rose ignored the pain in her knees and rushed forward to hug his leg, saying incoherently, "Judson, don't ... don't do thisIt's all my fault..."
She was afraid to admit she was wrong.
She didn't dare to make a bet or be willful.
Darrin was her lifeNo one could hurt him.
She owed him too much to return his kindnessShe couldn't be the reason that he was dead.
"Please let him goPlease stop...," she begged, crying. "Judson, I can do anything you want me to doYou can even take my lifeBut spare hisPleaseDon't do thisPlease, I beg you..."
"Rose!" Darrin guessed what she was doing and yelled at her. "Shut up! Don't beg him!"
Rose came to Flourish Media to ask for a job, and Darrin asked the personnel manager to send her an offer.
That was all he could do for Rose.
The job didn't come with a handsome salary, and her apartment only had a closet with a loose door
Darrin wanted to give her more, but she refused to take it...
But he didn't want her to kneel for him or beg Judson for himShe shouldn't go back to that splendid hell called the Roach's villa for him.
When she arrived that day, her complexion was pallid and despondent, not befitting her ageHer exquisite visage was like a wilting roseShe appeared to have no spirit, trudging out of a quagmire like a machine, instinctively searching for the final glimmer of optimism...
These days, he felt she was becoming more alive, and her face was lighting up and regaining its old vigorShe smiled more often, and her eyes were bright again.
Darrin would die for her freedom.
She would live, smile, and fly freely...
Perhaps because Rose cried with intense emotions and sounded too afraid, Judson finally stopped.
He lowered his head and looked at Rose's tearful face coldly.
Rose looked up with moist eyes, and tears streamed down her cheeks.
Judson reached out and caressed her cheek with his cool fingers
Then he raised his hand and spread it, looking at his wet palm.
"You are crying." His voice was icy and calm. "Rose, you are crying for the first time in front of me for ... another man."
That man wasn't named Judson.
Judson suddenly leaned over and grabbed her hair, forcing her to look up.
"Rose, you are actually crying for him." Judson gritted his teeth hard, and his eyes were scarlet. "You knelt to me, begged me, and cried, repeatedly, all for him."
Judson's voice changedHis sneer was shrill and weird.
He repeated his words, "You did it over and over again, for himAll for him... Just for him..."
Rose was shaking.
She was shaking from pain and fear.
She had never seen Judson like this.
He used to look down on her and taunt herShe never tried to provoke him to his limits and didn't know what she would get after that.
"I will push him down..." Judson leaned to her ear and whispered like a demon, "He will be smashed into mush in the closet... Shush
Don't be afraidRose, you are my accomplice tonightWe will get him killed together."
With that, he pushed her to the ground violently.
"No!" Rose screamed.
She got up from the ground and rushed to the window.
She stopped before the closet and spread her arms, her hair flying behind her head.
