When I finished my sentence, Vincent's face was black; he angrily banged on the closet next to it. The pitiful night lamp creaked, only to flash once, then fell to the ground. In the quiet space, his angry voice rang more clearly in my ears. "You can't even deal with a useless girl like Aboli. Do you still want revenge? You want to kill Clement, and I'm afraid you must wait until the afterlife!" Mentioning this, as well as profoundly touching the pain in my heart, for a moment, I felt my face white; each throbbing pain in my chest made my eyes red. "I don't need you to teach me wisdom. It is only a matter of time before I kill Clement, and later I will take his life to avenge my father." In the last sentence, I almost shouted; from the moment Vincent brought me to his side, I have always kept an attitude that is neither cold nor hot. I am always careful in every word or action to ensure the safety of my family. But today, I feel I have lost my mind; I must be crazy just because of s
Seeing my dumbfounded expression, the maidservant continued to speak. "Moreover, today's harsh words are about wishing you well, taking care of you. If the boss doesn't return this time, I'm afraid you're dead."I was dumbfounded listening to her explanation; so far, I have been used to being protected by my family. I've never had to be on alert in my house.Hearing my sigh, the maidservant smiled softly. "Actually, BLOCK is not as scary as you imagine. Even though it's dangerous inside if you get past it...."She stopped and looked at me with brown eyes.I felt uncomfortable when someone looked at me so inquisitively that I lowered my eyes and said casually. "But no one ever made it through that hell. If there were, there would be only ghosts."The maidservant laughed louder as if amused by my ignorance, she said slowly. "One person overcame it; even that year, he was only seven years old."I wasn't in a good mood and still didn't pay much attention to the servant's words, but after
In the following days, I always had to go through stressful moments as if I were on the battlefield. Vincent didn't give me a word in advance and arranged for many good werewolves to hide everywhere or suddenly appear. They will rush out from any direction, from the bushes, in the trees, or even every corner of the house. They were ordered to attack me any time I let my guard down.Crazy thoughts like that were only thought of by Vincent.I sat frustratedly under the rock, glancing at the range of several hundred meters around me. This harsh training method of Vincent is very effective. It's only been a few short days, but my observation and defense have increased rapidly. I could know the exact location of the person who tried to approach me; just like now, there was a person behind a stone wall staring at me.Based on the way he moved, I assumed it was a man.I took the pebble in my hand and threw it at the stone wall, not happy to say. "Get out, I'll see you."I had just finished s
I sat down, and the ground became a mess; everything shattered, like Vicnent's trust in me.I bit my finger hard, feeling crazy. What did I do? How can I lose my temper just because of him? I want to use him to get revenge, not allow me to love him.But right after that, I broke down; I realized I loved him more than I thought.After a while, the anger passed, and I also calmed down. I took a deep breath, walked over to the window, and opened it to let in some fresh air. The perfume bottles smashed me, and the scents mixed were unpleasant.I transformed into a hardworking bee, tidying up the floor bit by bit, picking up the debris and putting it in the trash, then wringing out the floor towel. I deliberately do everything very slowly to buy time, I would rather be busy, but if I sit idle, I will lose my mind like before.But no matter how slowly I tried, after I finished cleaning everything up, there wasn't news of Aboli.I sat in a corner; the light in the room was not on, relying on
Dara did not dare to confront me directly in the days that followed. But, of course, sarcasm, backstabbing, or pranks cannot be avoided.Almost every night, when I return to my sleeping place, I find the blanket stuffed with dead mice, cockroaches, or snakes.These things I can bear; take the blanket out, don't cover for a night, can't get cold to death. But the climax was that today, she was aiming for not my blanket but my clothes.After showering, I returned to my room to find my closet drawer open. I rushed over to check, crumbs scattered everywhere. All the clothes I brought were torn, torn and dirty inside.Behind me was a group of people covering their mouths with gloating laughter.I turned around, glanced at each person's face, and asked. "Who did this?"No one answered me; many people looked at me with pitying eyes but absolutely did not dare to point out the criminal.My chest rose and fell, a wave of invisible anger surged, and my mind seemed engulfed. I rolled my eyes and
"Just a baby with a milky mouth that you can't deal with; don't call yourself my grandchild." Eira glanced sideways at Vera, her thin body could not withstand the strong wind and trembled.Vera laughed, always flattered. "No matter how talented I am, it's not as good as my aunt; you are the best."I'm sick of their fake conversation, I'm not good at guessing other people's thoughts, but their counterfeit expressions are so obvious that everyone here realizes they don't dare to say it. I laughed mockingly loudly enough, then forced the pain to stand.The bad guy suddenly felt guilty; Vera glared at me with big eyes. "What are you laughing at?"I didn't reply, always indifferent as before.Compared to Vera, Eira is more well-behaved. She looked at me once, didn't know the plot in her heart, then lowered her voice, and her attitude became more conciliatory. "Kneel and apologize; I will forgive you once; you are new, and I will not make it difficult for you."As soon as she finished her s
Vincent:These few days passed boringly; I stayed in my bedroom, staring at the space next to me for a long time, and was silent. That woman's liver is enormous, it's been so many days, but she has no intention of begging me to return. Could it be that life as an enslaved person for her is better than being by my side?Thinking about this makes me frown; I don't know how the devil made me get up again, grab my coat, and go out. As soon as I opened the door, I saw Aboli standing on the stairs, looking out.I brushed past her, heading for the car parked in the yard.Suddenly my arm was grabbed by a cold hand; the woman looked at me cautiously, her eyes watering. "Do you want to go out? But outside, the sky is dark; it must be about to rain.""Release!" I said coldly and withdrew my hand.Aboli looked at me with a choked voice momentarily, then asked softly. "Where do you want to go? Can I come with you?""I have to inform you wherever I go?" I impatiently glanced at her with a warning l
Orabella:Tears filled my face when I saw the man standing before me. It seems that whenever I am most desperate, he appears in front of me.Vincent's face was dark, but I was not afraid; on the contrary, seeing the light in a dark place made me want to rush to catch that light.I wanted to struggle but could only impotently lie down and look at Vincent for help. Before I arrived, Clement had his men give me some medicine. I don't know it well, but after I drank it, my body had no strength left, even weaker than when I was starving.Seeing Vincent motionless, I looked at him with teary eyes. Did he misunderstand me and Clement? But this situation is hard not to misunderstand. I was half-full on the bottom, and Clement covered himself with me, his knees propped between my knees, head down."Oh, I thought that a big character who is not afraid of death would dare to appear in my area and be wild. Unexpectedly you." Clement smiled faintly, getting up from my body. "What are you doing her