Chapter 212

Does she want him to say something that is both embarrassing and hurts his self-esteem?

 She is too cunning.

 He lost his temper and opened his mouth to ask. “How many options do I have?”

 "I will think."

 Bertha stood on the edge of the bed, she clasped her hands together, raising her eyebrows. “Currently the medicine in your body is gone, so your physical health is very good. You kneel all night in the flower garden or let Donald hit you on the back two hundred times, you choose.”

 Derek swallowed.

 Not only was his whole body cold, but his heart was also cold.

 She was truly cruel to him.

 Bertha smiled cunningly. “Have you thought carefully?”

 Derek bit his lips tightly, thinking silently for a long time, he asked softly. “Is there a third option? I choose the third type.”

 "Yes of course."

 Bertha laughed evilly. “That means you have to kneel a