The bright red blood and the strong smell of it kept popping into Darcy's mind, and it made her feel nauseous. She almost threw up in front of Isaac.
"It's just some men that you punished. What's there to be scared of," she answered while she pretended to be brave.
"Oh? Really? Since my honey isn't scared, maybe I should make them entertain you. What do you think?"
Darcy felt a chill run down her spine after hearing what Isaac said.
She didn't like the idea at all. So, she finally gave in.
"Isaac, I was wrong. I'm scared of this place. You've achieved your purpose of teaching me a lesson. Can you bring me out of here now?"
Darcy tugged on his sleeves and looked at him with her cute puppy eyes. "I've learned my lesson. I won't do it again."
Isaac was deeply in love with her, so he was naturally weak when she acted cute. But he still kept calm and said, "Are you sure you learned your lesson?"
