Chapter 4

I clung to Gabriel's coat, "Please, don't make me go with him."

"I saved you once; help me this time and we'll be even, alright?"

Fiona kicked me aside, "You're disgusting, Chloe. Can't you do something about that fishy smell?"

Gabriel pressed his foot on my shoulder, "Chloe, you can't even beg properly, can you?"

Someone piped up, "Gabriel, they say mermaid tears are priceless. Is sis-in-law going to cry today or not?"

"Doesn't seem like she's too upset. Gabriel, maybe you should ease up."

Gabriel, who was impatient by nature, couldn't stand such provocations. Moreover, he enjoyed indulging in bizarre behaviors. He grabbed my jaw and slammed me against the water tank, "Chloe, didn't you say you loved me the most? Shed some mermaid tears for me now. Show me how much you love me!"

"Cry!"

Blood stained the glass. Gabriel, like a madman, continued to assault me. His eyes were completely bloodshot. I bit my lip hard to withstand the pain.

The crowd fell silent, no one uttering a word. Mr. Thomas intervened, "I've already paid a high price for this woman. What if you ruin her for me?"

Gabriel waved dismissively, panting heavily, "Who the hell do you think you are?!"

Mr. Thomas chuckled, stroking his beard, "Gabriel, don't forget who you really are."

Upon hearing this, Gabriel's face turned ashen, and the hostility in him subsided somewhat. He looked at me with disgust, meticulously checking if any mermaid tears had fallen. As expected, there were none. Merfolk have a higher pain tolerance, and even under immense physical and psychological torment, I hadn't shed a single tear.

Gabriel made a call, and moments later, he hung up and dragged me by the hair to a monitor. My heart sank; it displayed the ocean region where the Merfolk lived. Gabriel sneered, "What if I start capturing your family? Would you cry then?"