Billionaire Ex-wife: I Can't Live Without You
Chapter 1719

Being forced to watch the torture inflicted upon Kyson was an ordeal they could hardly endure.

Mekhi, in stark contrast, remained indifferent to Kyson’s plight and exuded malice and cruelness.

He meticulously dissected the entire situation.

“You are the only one who made physical contact with Shiloh tonight.

Because you bumped into him in the corridor.

Upon inspecting the top floor, I discovered signs of intrusion, and notably, an important bottle of medicine had been stolen! You didn’t come down until the party commenced.

I instructed the servant to find you, but he couldn’t, and you weren’t in your room.

Weren’t you busy pilfering items on the top floor during that time?”

Mekhi bellowed at the conclusio

n of his sentences.

Before Kyson could regain his posture, Mekhi relentlessly lashed him.

“Confess! Where is it?! Why have you stolen from me? Did you conspire with Lucinda to deceive me?”

Mekhi’s fury showed no respite.

He struck Kyson’s back vigorously with a vine, causing many wounds that bled profusely.

Kyson, contending with the pain, remained huddled on the floor.

“I didn’t…”

Every corner of the villa underwent thorough scrutiny multiple times.

Kyson’s room was meticulously searched by the bodyguards numerous times.

Despite being frisked twice by Mekhi, nothing incriminating was found on Kyson.

Regardless, Mekhi refused to release him.

Having been the only person in physical contact with Shiloh that night, Kyson remained the prime suspect.

Despite the severity of Mekhi’s beatings, Kyson staunchly refused to admit guilt.

Mekhi’s rage intensified as he hit him with even greater force.

Initially, he confined his whipping to Kyson’s back, but as time passed, he expanded his beating to Kyson’s arms and waist.

The ominous sound of the whip sent shivers through the entire Shaw family.

“Do you believe you can endure until the end? It doesn’t matter if you’re guilty or innocent.

If the truth surfaces, I’ll consign you to hell on the spot!”

Whoosh!

A menacing sound accompanied each crack of the whip, echoing like a dire warning from hell.

Kyson gritted his teeth and fought to endure the pain.

He was in so much distress that he couldn’t form coherent thoughts.

Unconsciously, he began to groan under the intense agony.

For a year, he had hidden his true identity and led a relatively peaceful life.

The severity of this beating was unlike anything he had endured in a long while, and it became almost unbearable.

With an audible snap, the second vine broke under endless whipping.

Exhausted from whipping Kyson for so long, Mekhi tossed the broken vine aside.

Taking a moment to catch his breath, he rolled up his sleeves and summoned the guards with a commanding shout.