Chapter 483 Ethan Brutally Abused Lola

"Drink!"

Lola's face contorted like a demon crawling out of purgatory, "This porridge is meant for Zackary to drink! Today, I will make sure you've had enough!"

"Bang!"

Lola couldn't continue to feed Ethan porridge, instead, the porridge bowl in her hand was heavily knocked over onto the ground.

Ethan's eyes were wide open, he glared at Lola with hatred.

Suddenly, he grabbed Lola's hand and bit down on her wrist without any hesitation.

"Ah ah ah!"

Lola had never imagined that Ethan, who had fallen into her hands, would dare to bite her. She was caught off guard and his bite was exceptionally harsh.

She strained against Ethan's grip, but despite having recently had his stomach pumped, his strength was comparable to that of a ferocious beast. Bright red blood dripped down her wrist, and she felt as if her veins were about to be bitten through. He showed no signs of letting go.

"Ethan, you stupid cripple! Let go! Let go right now!"

Lola raised her other hand, desperately trying to hit Ethan.

At that moment, Ethan was terrifyingly stubborn. He seemed to be oblivious to the pain in his body, biting down hard on Lola's wrist as if the only thing he was meant to do in his life was to make her bleed profusely.

"Madman, you're a madman!"

Lola hit him even harder, the pain in her wrist growing increasingly severe. Eventually, she couldn't muster the strength to continue pounding on him.

When she felt that the large chunk of flesh on her wrist was about to fall off, Ethan finally got tired of biting and slowly let go of her wrist.

Lola wanted to check the injury on her wrist, but she was in so much pain that she trembled all over and couldn't even hold her injured hand.

"Ethan!"

Lola's face was twisted in hatred, looking utterly repulsive. The piece of flesh on her wrist that he had bitten into, although not yet completely detached, was already separated from most of the flesh. If she was not careful, she could easily scrape it off.

Large drops of bright red rolled down from her wrist, looking shocking and causing heart-wrenching pain.

Lola was in so much pain that her whole body was shaking, her feet just couldn't stand steady.

She clumsily fell onto the sofa in the room, grabbed a tissue from the side, and pressed it hard against her injured wrist, trying to slow down the bleeding.

"Ethan, I won't let you off for treating me like this!"

Lola's teeth were chattering, she was in so much pain that she really didn't want to say anything. But thinking that she hadn't achieved her goal for the day, she still forced herself to speak despite the pain.

"No, Ethan, I won't scold you anymore, I'm keeping you, you still have great use!"

"You were Penelope's biggest weakness. Once I had you, I had her by the throat. I still needed you, I was going to send Penelope straight to hell!"

"Oh, tonight, I was going to call Penelope over, don't worry, for you, even if it meant going through fire and water, she wouldn't hesitate in the slightest. However, if she came and didn't see you, she would only leave her life here!"

"I knew, Penelope was terminally ill, she was dying, but I still thought she was dying too slowly, so, I had to send her off, to let her die sooner! Ethan, don't go to bed too early tonight, you have to wait, to collect the body of your beloved mother!"

Ethan's gaze was locked unwaveringly on Lola's face, the hatred in his eyes burning more fiercely than ever.

If asked who he hated the most in this world, without a doubt, Lola could be ranked second, but no one dared to claim the first.

He was still young, but some things, he still remembered vividly.

During his time in the dungeon, his most vivid memory was of Lola repeatedly coming to bully his mother with arrogance. He could recognize that malicious face even if she turned to ashes!

He and his mother had barely escaped from the sunless dungeon, but this Lola, she kept bothering them time and time again. Even worse, she was doing everything she could to put his mother in mortal danger!

Why should I?!

Why could such a malicious and nauseating woman repeatedly hurt Mom?

This time, she still wanted to use him to hurt mom.

He would absolutely not give her any more chances to hurt his mother!

"Ethan, why aren't you speaking? Are you too impatient? You can't wait to give that bitch Penelope a piece of your mind..."

"Ah ah ah!"

Before Lola could finish her words, a severe pain surged from her face, to be precise, from her nose.

Ethan, he had actually hidden an IV bottle made of glass under his pillow. Just now, with a fierce determination, he smashed this IV bottle hard onto her face, hitting her nose squarely.

Lola felt as if her nose was about to be smashed. She subconsciously touched her nose and found her hand covered in blood.

Looking at the large patch of bright red in her palm, Lola's face turned increasingly pale.

Her nose wasn't broken, but the hit was still unpleasant. She couldn't control the physiological reddening of her eyes, and even shed physiological tears.

She was so angry that she wanted to strangle this little brat, but she didn't want to lose face by crying in front of him. So, she gritted her teeth and headed downstairs.

After reaching the living room, Lola could no longer suppress the grievance in her heart, and large tears began to roll down her cheeks.

The servants, upon seeing her bloody appearance, were greatly frightened. They hastily called for a doctor to examine and treat her.

Lola didn't want to keep bleeding either, but before getting treated, she didn't forget to take a terribly miserable photo of herself.

After sending this photo to Zackary, she hurriedly dialed his number.

Still crying, her voice was noticeably nasal, sounding incredibly wronged, "Zackary, look at the wounds on my body! I was kindly feeding Ethan, who knew he would pounce on me like a madman, biting me, and even hit my face with a bottle hidden under the pillow!"

"Zackary, it hurts, it really hurts..."

Saying this, Lola started to cry pitifully again.

Just now, Zackary had already seen that photo. Lola in the photo looked quite miserable, but he really didn't feel any pity.

However, even if there was not a ripple of emotion in his heart, Lola was after all so badly hurt, he still had to comfort her.

"Lola, let the doctor take good care of you,"

"Zackary, what did I do wrong? Why do people still dislike me so much even though I try so hard to please them? Zackary, I'm so upset."

"Lola, Ethan was sick, he was just a child. Lola, rest well."

After saying this, Zackary hung up the phone.

Lola stared blankly at the now darkened phone screen. She was already so hurt, and he just casually said that, "The stupid cripple is sick, he's just a kid," and that was it?

Then, wouldn't all her pain have been suffered in vain!

No!

Her pain, absolutely must not be endured in vain!

She wanted that stupid cripple, beyond redemption!