Chapter 670

Nathaniel's rationality was once again consumed by rage, and the pressure in his grip intensified, mercilessly squeezing Sheena's neck. He leaned in, speaking harshly by her ear, "You're right, I'm a beast. So, please don't provoke me!" The air grew thinner, and Sheena felt suffocated, her struggles weakening. During this period, her waning appetite due to pregnancy meant she had not eaten properly in a long time, leaving her physically unable to resist Nathaniel's strength. Nathaniel stared at her expression, laughing recklessly. However, tears streamed down his face. He released his grip and ruthlessly ripped at his own shirt like a madman. Fresh air rushed back into Sheena's lungs, and she immediately clutched her throat, coughing. She noticed Nathaniel's actions and shouted, "What are you doing!" Ignoring her, Nathaniel tossed the torn shirt and suit jacket aside, standing bare-chested. Sheena averted her gaze, refusing to look at him. He grabbed her chin