Chapter 1813

Willow immediately realized the bodyguards' intent as the pain shot through the back of her head. They were trying to force her to grovel and bow to Dorothy. This was worse than beating a confession out of her. Willow stubbornly lifted her head, refusing to submit. But even though she had recovered from her illness, her body was still weak. Her strength was far inferior to that of the two towering men restraining her, and she couldn't fight back. Willow didn't want to cry. But the humiliation was too overwhelming, and tears welled up in her eyes despite her efforts to suppress them. Her head was forcefully pushed to the ground. At that moment, she felt as if the final trace of warmth she had once held onto from the memory of Mapleshire had been reduced to an icy tomb. She could no longer see the gentle and warm man Matthew used to be. The bodyguards slammed her head down three times before they finally let go. They hadn't held back. Willow could feel the sting on her forehead as