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No! Willow didn't want to lose her pinky finger! She was actually afraid of pain.

The dungeon door suddenly swung open, and several bodyguards cleared the way as Matthew calmly walked in.

Seeing Matthew, Wilhelmina hurriedly approached him, her cute face filled with anxiety. "Matt, please spare Willow, okay? Willow and I are good friends. She wouldn't do something like that.

"It must have been a moment of confusion! Matt, my hand is fine. Please spare her this time, okay?"

"Willa, I've said before, those who bully you must pay the price!"

Matthew looked coldly at Willow. His usually gentle features turned cold, with a hint of terrifying grimness.

His lips, slightly thicker than Zayn's, were once thought to belong to a generous and kind-hearted man. However, after their reunion, Willow realized that a man's heart could be ruthless once hardened, no matter how gentle his face was.

"Willow, tell me, why did you let someone ruin Willa's hand!"

"I didn't!" Willow's consciousness slowly returned, and she hastily defended herself. "Matthew, I have no idea what you're talking about! I went straight home after leaving the underground parking lot. How could I have ruined Wilhelmina's hand?"

She looked at Wilhelmina and asked, "Wilhelmina, I have never harmed you. Why would you frame me like this?"

"Willow, don't misunderstand. I didn't frame you." Wilhelmina and Skyler were indeed good friends and equally skilled at playing the victim.

Wilhelmina desperately grabbed onto Matthew's sleeve. "Matt, please spare Willow! I believe she didn't do it on purpose! Matt, please don't hurt her!"

"Not on purpose? She let someone break your hand, and you still say it wasn't on purpose? Willa, you're just too kind!" Matthew said.

"She's kind?" Willow almost laughed at Matthew's words. "Matthew, I always thought you were smart, but I didn't expect you to be so foolish! Wilhelmina has been framing me all along. Which eye of yours sees her as kind?"

"Willow, you're truly incorrigible!"

Matthew's gaze fell sharply on Willow's face. "The people you hired have confessed. You harbored hatred for what happened in the parking lot, and you hired them to hurt Willa!

"Willow, you hurt Willa. You deserve to die!" Matthew bellowed.

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Tears welled up in Wilhelmina's eyes, giving her a heartfelt look.

Matthew tightened his grip on Wilhelmina's hand. "Willa, she hurt you. I can't let her off!"

"Matt, please don't! Spare her life! I'm begging you! Whatever she's done wrong, she's still my friend. Please spare her life!"

Wilhelmina then knelt on the ground, desperately pleading, "Matt, please give Willow a way out! Yes, my hand was injured because of her. If you hurt her one finger, it'll be enough revenge for me. Matt, please, just hurt her one finger, okay?"

"Willa, get up!"

Wilhelmina continued to kneel on the ground stubbornly. "Matt, if you don't agree, I'll kneel here forever!"

Matthew sighed. He was indulgent yet helpless. "Fine, Willa, I'll grant your request."

With that, he commanded the nearby bodyguards, "Cut off one of her fingers!"

"No!" Willow struggled with all her might, but the two burly men held her shoulders firmly.

"Matthew, you can't do this to me!

You'll regret hurting me like-thism memory, you'll When you regain yourke this regret it!"

Matthew's expression remained unchanged. "Willow, if I regret anything, it'll be for not torturing you today! Proceed!"

"No!" Willow vigorously shook her head, catching sight of her phone lying nearby. She struggled to grab the phone and dialed Zayn's number.

Willow found it somewhat absurd.

Despite Zayn hurting her deeply he was the first person she thought of in En.

her most desperate moment.

The call was answered immediately, and Willow hurriedly said, "Zayn, save me!"