- Novel-Eng
- Romance
- CEO & Rich
- Billionaire
- Marriage & Family
- Love
- Sweet Love
- Revenge
- Werewolf
- Family
- Marriage
- Drama
- Alpha
- Action
- Adult
- Adventure
- Comedy
- Drama
- Ecchi
- Fantasy
- Gender Bender
- Harem
- Historical
- Horror
- Josei
- Game
- Martial Arts
- Mature
- Mecha
- Mystery
- Psychological
- Romance
- School Life
- Sci-fi
- Seinen
- Shoujo
- Shounen Ai
- Shounen
- Slice of Life
- Smut
- Sports
- Supernatural
- Tragedy
- Wuxia
- Xianxia
- Xuanhuan
- Yaoi
- Military
- Two-dimensional
- Urban Life
- Yuri
Donoghue laughed.
Then he sneered as he looked at Shentel closely. “Since you think that I am an upright man, then why would you
want to leave me and make me forget about you?”
“I—” Shentel trembled as she gaped at Donoghue in silence.
Many things had happened when they were separated. How could Shentel explain that to Donoghue?
Donoghue smiled faintly. “You have no answer for me? You lied, right? You think that I am a failure. Do I need to
care about anything else when my woman has abandoned me?”
Donoghue’s eyes flashed with a mad ecstasy; he had completely lost his mind. Then, suddenly, he pulled Debra into
his arms.
Debra yelped as her body slammed into Donoghue’s arms. Before she could even try to struggle, Donoghue
embraced her tightly.
“Senior Sister, don’t be afraid. I will love you very much in the future.” Donoghue laughed as his lips got closer to
Debra.
Debra gave up struggling and closed her eyes in despair when she realized that she could not escape from
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtDonoghue.
‘Is this my fate?’
Debra’s eyes were red, and her tears continued to stream. She could sense Donoghue’s heavy breathing on her
face—she felt humiliated and angry.
Debra felt like dying when she remembered that Shentel was next to her, and she could see everything.
Debra felt that it was worse than death if someone was there to see her humiliation.
“Amitabha!”
Just as Debra had utterly given up, a sudden call of the Buddha’s name echoed from outside the ruined temple. The
voice was loud, and it reverberated throughout the temple.
What?
Donoghue was very annoyed, so he turned around to check out what had happened.
‘Who is that? What an annoying disturbance!’
Donoghue frowned; he was taken aback.
A monk had appeared at the ruined temple entrance. He was dressed in gray monk attire. He was tall, and nine
conspicuous scars branded his shiny bald head. His eyes twinkled like lightning as if he could see through people.
Debra and Shentel were stunned. They did not expect to meet a monk in the ruined temple in the wilderness.
Debra breathed a sigh of relief and secretly thanked the monk for appearing at the right time.
‘Someone is here. Does that mean I escaped the catastrophe and avoided being humiliated?’
“Where did this bloody bald donkey come from?”
Finally, Donoghue reacted. His fierce, piercing eyes flashed as he coldly shouted, “Get lost!” His tone was cold, and
he sounded devilish.
Donoghue had utterly lost his humanity when he had decided to tarnish Debra in front of Shentel. Hence, he did not
feign a polite look around the monk.
“Mister!”
The monk did not fluster even after he sensed Donoghue’s murderous intent. Instead, he arranged his palms
together and said, “Mister, you’re filled with evil spirits. Besides, you were trying to defile a woman, and so, you
have sinned. It must be destiny that we met today. I advise you to return to the path of righteousness.”
The monk sounded sincere.
However, Donoghue could not digest any of the monk’s words. Instead, he stared at the monk before he said
coldly, “Bloody bald donkey, do you have a name?”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm“I’m Rama!”
Rama responded, “I came from the Temple of Enchanted Retreat from the Chaotic Mountain Range. I happen to
pass by here today, and I believe we’re destined to meet. You asked who I am, but have you repented?”
‘Chaotic Mountain Range? Temple of Enchanted Retreat?’
Donoghue frowned.
Donoghue heard about the Chaotic Mountain Range. It was situated at the border of the nine continents. He heard
the environment was terrible and it was barren land. Most people would stay away from such a place.
Unexpectedly, the monk was from the Chaotic Mountain Range.
As for the Temple of Enchanted Retreat, Donoghue had never heard of it.
Donoghue muttered in his heart; he was too lazy to think about it. He sneered impatiently. “You talked so much.
Why do I need to repent? I’ve never regretted anything I did in my life. I ask for your name because I’ve never
killed an unknown person.”
Buzz!
Donoghue mustered his internal energy, and he darted forward to hit Rama with a palm attack.