Still Wanna Escape After Stealing My Heart? novel Chapter 1140

Everyone stopped.

When Sabrina looked back, an unshaven Alex, with an incredibly sunken expression, was standing there

Gosh!

It had just been half a month! How did Alex become that way?

He was always well-dressed, well-mannered, and calm. No one could ever guess what was on his mind. He always looked peaceful on the surface, but he was actually extremely capable.

But what about now?

He looked like a sloppy and unkempt man.

Even though he looked like that, his voice was still cold enough to make everyone shudder.

It was as if they had walked into a freezer.

The three of them who were beating up Lily immediately stopped in fright.

However, Aino immediately saw that her father was behind Uncle Alex.

She was incredibly happy, and gave Lily’s nostrils one last forceful tug.

Lily’s nostrils had been pulled by as much as five

centimeters before they rebounded back.

"Ah... You despicable child!" Lily cried out in agony.

Aino immediately ran to her father and climbed up onto him.

Sebastian carried Aino as Aino shot Lily a triumphant look.

At that moment, Ruth and Yvonne got up from the ground as well. The two of them immediately ran behind Sabrina. Even though Sabrina did not participate in the scuffle, both of them knew that Sabrina could guarantee their safety.

Only Lily was left on the ground.

She bore with the pain on her whole body as she crawled up.

She clenched her teeth as she glared at the three of them.

At that moment, Yvonne and Ruth could not stop themselves from laughing. "Hahaha..."

Even Sabrina, who had been stoic, could not stop herself from smiling.

Her hair, her nose, her face...

Before Alex could say anything else, Lily immediately ran up the stairs. She stumbled and fell as she climbed upstairs, running straight to her bedroom and to the dressing table. When she looked at the mirror, Lily was shocked.

God!

Was the pathetic looking female ghost in the mirror her? The woman who always called herself an unbeatable princess?

The woman in the mirror had a head full of disheveled hair, as if a few dozen men had just had their way with her. Putting her disheveled hair aside, she seemed to be missing a few patches on her scalp.

Blood was flowing out of her scalp and staining her hair.

It was horrifying.

What was horrifying was that it was not the worst thing.

What was most important was her face. Her face was now swollen everywhere after being hit, and her eyes had black and purple circles around them.

There were also her large nostrils.

Did they even look like nostrils anymore?