A Vengeful Bride novel Chapter 163

"Who is it? Who is that man?" I grabbed Amy's hand and shouted at her.

B*stard, how dare he rape me in the restaurant? I must give him a lesson!

"I... don't know." Amy was embarrassed. She said speechlessly, "You went to the bathroom for so long and didn't come back. I was worried about you, so I went out to look for you. But I didn't expect to see you..."

"See me what?" I looked at Amy in a daze.

At that time, I was weak and dizzy. I didn't know how I was like. My sexual desire was aroused and I could only let the man do what he wanted.

Was...was I raped?

F**k, I would never let this matter go like this!

I must catch that beast.

"You... didn't even have clothes on you. Your silk stockings were broken..."

"Okay, stop." Listening to Amy's ambiguous words, I covered my ears and felt so ashamed.

"Who dared rape you in the elevator? The security in the restaurant is so awful. Also, what's wrong with that elevator? Why did it stop?" In the face of Amy's constant questions, I said feebly, "I don't know, but I want to call the police."

I put on a cold face and said to Amy. I should have called the police for the first time. Because there was still the man's semen in my body at that time. I must find a man and teach him a lesson.

"Are you crazy? How can you... call the police?" After Amy heard my words, she shook her head at me with disapproval.

I knew what she was worried about. Because everyone would know that I was raped if I called the police. But I couldn't swallow insult and humiliation silently.

"Ashley, calm down. We have to find this man first." Amy held my hand and said to me.

I clenched my fists and pursed my lips, "I know. I must find that b*stard!"

I wanted him to be unable to have sex with a woman any more.

The doctor said that I needed to rest in the hospital for a week because of the soft tissue injury, and I had to agree.

I asked Amy to check the surveillance video, but the monitor on that floor was turned off on that day.

Did someone scheme it?

I felt strange and asked Amy to investigate the guests who came in and out of the restaurant that day.

The people who ate in that restaurant usually ordered a meal in advance, and there were also documents to prove that they had entered the restaurant.

In the end, we selected three men. Because they left at the time when I was raped.

Amy handed me the screenshots of the surveillance video. I saw a fat middle- aged man at first. Although I was drunk at that time, I remembered very clearly that the man was not fat.

The second one was an old man who should be 70 years old, he was very thin and looked kind. Of course, it couldn't be him.

I remember that man was absolutely not old.

As for the third man, there was only his side face in the picture. At that time, only his side face was shot by the monitor.

He was wearing an expensive suit and his side face was perfect, which made me so surprised.

"What's wrong? You also think that this man is handsome, don't you?" Seeing me like this, Amy thought that I was shocked because the man's side face in the photo was too perfect.

I raised my head in a daze, looked at Amy and said in a hoarse voice, "Amy... who is he?"

Was it Edward?

So, the person who raped me in the elevator was Edward?

"I don't know. I asked the manager of the restaurant and she said that she didn't know who he was, but it must be someone with high status. There were a lot of guests that day, so they didn't pay attention to him."

Amy explained to me. Holding the photo, I stared at the man in the photo and said to myself, "It's you, isn't it? You're still alive, why don't you show up? Why did you do this? Since you hate me, you should ask me face to face? Why?"

"Ashley, what's wrong with you?" Perhaps Amy was scared by my words, she looked at me with some concern and asked.

I came to sense and forced myself to calm down. I looked at Amy faintly and said, "I'm fine, I'm just a little tired. Amy, please help me investigate this man. I have to know who he is."

"You suspect that it was him who raped you." Amy looked at me suspiciously and asked.

"I'm not suspicious, I'm sure."

I put on a cold face and said.

It must be Edward.

I knew it. How could it be possible for Edward to die?

He couldn't be willing to die?

He hadn't asked me why I testified against him and he hadn't atoned for his sin. How could he die?