Sanford's tone grew colder as he continued, "Jaelyn, which hospital gave you that diagnosis? Where did you meet that highly skilled doctor? What effective prescriptions did they provide? Tell me!"

Sanford raised his voice, his words filled with seduction but laced with a sinister undertone.

His handsome face remained charming, yet at that moment, he resembled a ghost from the depths of hell, ready to deliver judgment.

Jaelyn was in a state of utter despair. She slapped his hand hard and implored, "Sanford, please let me go. I can't breathe!"

Sanford's eyes were still cold.

"Jaelyn, you lied to me again. Have I been too forgiving? Have you taken my kindness for granted, thinking you can deceive me without consequence?"

With a vice-like grip on Jaelyn's throat, Sanford watched as her complexion turned ashen and her eyes rolled back in their sockets.

Watching her gasping for breath, Sanford's lips curled into a cruel smile as he eased his pressure, allowing her a desperate gulp of air.

Jaelyn's chest heaved as she looked at Sanford's handsome but cold face. Tears welled in her eyes, streaming down her cheeks uncontroLlably.

“Sanford, I admit it. I was wrong. I promise I won't ever do that again. Please, just let me go."

Sanford scoffed, his voice dripping with contempt.

"Now you realize you were wrong? It's a little too late for that. Did you find it amusing to deceive me? Well then, let's play a little Longer."

As he spoke, he tightened his grip again as if toying with a helpless mouse, relishing her futile struggles.

He repeatedly subjected Jaelyn to the harrowing sensation of being on the brink of death.

Jaelyn's complexion resembled a sheet of paper, her breath growing increasingly weak.

Sanford's hand bore several bloodstains from Jaelyn's desperate attempts to free herself.

When he finally allowed her to breathe freely, she summoned every ounce of strength to shout, "It was your mother who forced me into this! Please, you have to believe me and let me go!"

Jaelyn's words struck Sanford like a thunderbolt out of a clear sky.

He had asked his assistant to investigate Jaelyn. Based on the information the assistant provided, the individual responsible for writing Jaelyn's medical records happened to be an apprentice of an elderly doctor who shared a close relationship with his mother.

At that point, he had already started to suspect something.