Disabled Princess Reincarnation

Chapter 112 The Three Lives Without Luck

Since morning Winnie's face was so hard with a sharp look, just one look everyone knew her mood was not good.

Coming to the office to check on his business he asks Juan about all the problems that arise, from trivial issues to the toughest.

"I've given punishment to our people who betrayed, the rest we just take care of the less stuff" said Juan at the end of the report.

"Take the traitor to the field" Winnie ordered.

"Well" said Juan immediately.

Six minutes later Winnie came down to see the traitor Juan was tying at the stake, his face was battered and even his teeth fell out.

"I'm sure you guys must be tired of working every day, I will provide entertainment that will make you not waste your life" said Winnie.

Everyone watching saw Winnie pick up a knife, then with that knife she sliced the traitor's skin. Of course the pain of the incision made him scream loudly, no matter if he had asked for forgiveness Winnie continued her action.

He skinned the traitor alive from the hand, slowly Winnie continued to separate the skin from the flesh to the shoulder.

People stared in horror, not because it was one of the most terrible punishments they had ever seen but because Winnie did it with an expressionless flat face.

No matter how fierce the roar was so deafening, Winnie continued to skin until the skin of the upper body separated perfectly.

Satisfied with skinning Winnie ordered Juan not to move the traitor from where he was tied for two days, he wanted every go to the office that would be a sight for him.

Throwing a blood-soaked knife beside Winnie then went to wash her hands, while her men were convinced that the reason Philip picked up Winnie was because Winnie was the female version of Philip.

"Juan are there any other precarious problems?" ask Winnie when she gets back from the toilet.

"No Miss," he said.

"Then I want sport" he said.

Juan nodded, he immediately followed Winnie's steps away from the office. After changing into his clothes Winnie entered the training room, there after warming up he was taught martial arts techniques by Juan.

Of course it was at Winnie's own request, from day to day it was night Winnie continued to move her body without rest. Juan, who had been quite sore, hoped Philip would come home soon to stop Winnie. Prayers answered.

Juan is astonished because Winnie has not come to dinner to come to the training room, find Winnie still exercising he immediately pulled Winnie's hand to stop her.

"What's wrong with you?" philip asked with a voice trembling with anger.

"Practice to be stronger" said Winnie slowly because she was out of steam.

"That's the limit, you don't. "had not had time to say Philip finished Winnie had staggered down and unconscious.

"Well! Sally!" call Philip in panic.

But Winnie never opened her eyes, she immediately carried Winnie to her room. There Juan just reported what Winnie had done today, since morning he had already looked upset and vent it on the men and exercise non-stop.

"You can go" said Philip with eyes fixed only on Winnie.

Juan nodded his head and did not forget to close the door as he left the room.

"Sally what's up? what's pissing you off?" philip whispered right in Winnie's ear.

But Winnie did not say, from the soft snoring that came out of his throat Philip knew Winnie was sleeping soundly. Of course after exercising for hours his body will lose a lot of fluid through sweat and fatigue.

Though last night they enjoyed each other so much, he still clearly remembered even this time as soon as he remembered Winnie's wet condition which last night his junior soon stiffened.

Many times he bought a girl, some of whom managed to survive and sleep with him. But nothing is as good as Winnie, the way Winnie pleases her by taking her own initiative is no ordinary delinquency.

He felt like he was being teased by his lover, since being together on a private island indeed Philip already felt Winnie was different from the others. That's why he made her his fiance.

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His whole body aches not playing, his throat was painful and dry. Waking up uncomfortable Winnie took the water and gulped it down, then she felt alive again.

Looking at the side, he realized that there was Philip sleeping beside him, staring at the innocent face of the sleeping man, Winnie's heart suddenly crumpled again.

Actually it's not entirely Philip's fault, he actually bought Winnie legally so he was entitled to have it. He also had the right to do anything to him, only he regretted why Philip was so hard to influence that he was out of bounds.

Gathering all the resentment in Winnie's hand then giving one a hard slap on Philip's cheek.

"Huh? Sally?" call Philip out for a moment.

Slowly he felt a little pain in his cheek, staring at the pouting-faced Winnie he asked "You slapped me?".

" Yes, I slapped you" said Winnie.

"Why?" philip asked confusedly.

"Because I'm pissed at you!" winnie shouted out loud.

"What am I doing?" philip asked increasingly not to understand.

Winnie then showed Philip a bite mark that still felt sore.

"I've said it hurts but you don't want to stop, I don't like you tying me up either. Now I hate you and don't want to see you!" nagel Winnie.

He turned around while Philip who had just digested a small smile, he did not expect his girl to be so angry just because of it.

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Philip suddenly smelled the bite marks which made Winnie shudder at the gentle touch but like an electric shock.

Slowly Philip's hand reached his waist from behind, clinging to Winnie's back he apologized sincerely to her right ear.

Philip's breath felt on his neck was quite deadly to Winnie's sanity, making him even more tormented by being reborn as a girl who had no honor.

The clear water then melted on his cheeks, he did not know which life was better. Living as a Yumna with high honor but rigged, Winnie who is free but does not stop being a servant, or Sally who is powerful but without honor. These three lives with different identities and different backgrounds, all of them did not have enough luck.

"Shhh... Sally, I promise I won't do it again. I swear on my own behalf," Philip said anxiously as he looked at the lightness of the falling tears.

A man's oath is his responsibility and a mafia vow is a curse, Philip already dared to swear on two dignity because that Winnie knew this time he would not lie.

"I'm hungry, bring me some food. Today I didn't go to work" he said slowly.

There was no point in continuing to regret or compare lives, staring at Philip's departure to take breakfast he could only live the time he had now.