“Eulalia, the person who saved you sixteen years ago is already dead. I’m Percival; you can only remember me, understand? No matter what happens, you belong to me.” If it started with a mistake, then let it be wrong all the way.He held her, coaxing Eulalia like a child, “It’s late, sleep now.”Eulalia’s head ached terribly, and her eyes burned with pain. She gripped the bedding tightly, “Percival, you’ll drive me mad sooner or later.”“You’ve already gone mad once in the hospital; what’s there to fear? Even if you do, I’ll take care of you.”The man wouldn’t truly care for her, possibly indifferent even to her life or death. Eulalia let out a long breath, her voice hoarse and weak.“Percival, I’m about to die...”Percival’s steady breathing didn’t even pause.“I have stomach cancer, I might not live past
“Your medicine was thrown away by Zephyra. All medicine is a poison in some way. If you can avoid it, then don’t take it.”Eulalia looked at his face and knew he was angry, but she didn’t know where his anger came from, nor did she know what she had done to displease him.She just wanted her medicine. Even in such a desperate situation, she thought of surviving, but Percival ruthlessly crushed her last hope.What more did he want from her? She felt she was already miserable enough, being constantly pushed into filthy pits, half a life in hell.“Do you have anything else to say?” Percival asked her.Eulalia shook her head weakly: “Nothing more, no medicine then, after all, not taking it won’t kill me, right?”Her words seemed to be for herself, but Percival heard it differently, as if she really had a terminal illness and was about to die, and those medicines were what sustained her life.Percival threw these thoughts out of his mind. He wouldn’t believe Eulalia’s words anymore. Whethe
It might not be impossible, considering last month Percival and Cassius became enemies, and Cassius was castrated.Cassius has a lot of influence in Windwatch, but the group also found out that the kidnapping of Evadne wasn’t so simple. It seemed to involve another powerful group, making it very difficult to investigate.Moreover, Eulalia’s bank card was used, and that five million card was transferred to that group not long ago.Percival looked at the transfer time. Wasn’t this the day before his divorce case with Eulalia?Could it be that Eulalia was involved? He was naturally suspicious, always expecting the worst due to his background.His family experienced turmoil fifteen years ago, and Percival almost lost his life. He lived cautiously, planning every step, knowing a single mistake could cost him everything.Percival stayed in his office until ten at night when his phone on the desk vibrated.He answered, hear
To put it bluntly, Eulalia was nothing more than an object to Percival, a dispensable trinket he could discard at will.She knew she didn't deserve to be cherished by Percival, but she was a living, breathing person. Why should she be at his beck and call?Eulalia had seen the truth: Percival was selfish to the point of cruelty, never easily letting go of anything that could be of use to him.A flicker of guilt passed through Percival's eyes, quickly vanishing but not before Eulalia caught it."Don't look at me like that, it disgusts me!"Percival, silent for a moment, then said, "I won't let anything happen to you."Eulalia scoffed with scorn, "And what do you guarantee that with? Percival, need I remind you how you made an enemy of Cassius?"If he hadn't been so ruthless with Cassius, would Cassius have sought such crazy revenge?"You crippled him; what do you think would have happened to me?" Eulalia's eyes were red with anger.Given Cassius's methods, she would've been lucky to es
Eulalia, catching the scent of smoke from Percival, couldn’t help but cough, a tear streaking down her cheek. Percival rose and said, “I’ll contact the lawyer right away to get him here,” before leaving the room. Eulalia watched his departing figure, gently wiping the tear from her eye corner. She felt an overwhelming coldness, as though winter had come early, her blood chilled as if laced with ice shards.She didn’t want to cry, yet the more she wiped, the more her tears fell. She covered her mouth, suppressing the heartache that throbbed within. Meanwhile, Percival was outside, calling the lawyer to draft a divorce agreement. He chose the same lawyer as before, who was momentarily stunned upon hearing “divorce agreement.” It seemed only recently they had battled in court, with Percival adamant against divorce. Why this sudden change?Mr. Win, uncertain of Percival’s intentions, hurriedly dressed and rushed to Repulse Bay, making the usual hour-long journey in forty minutes. The agre
Six years ago, on one fateful night, Percival had an accident and fell into the water. He had a fatal flaw - a deep fear of water and an inability to swim, bluntly speaking, he was like a duck on land.That night, he thought he was going to die in the water until a blurry figure plunged into the water and forcefully pulled him up.In December, with a thin layer of ice over the lake, his body was freezing cold, feeling as if it was being scraped by knives, and his blood seemed to contain ice shards.Percival’s thoughts returned to that night six years ago. His expression was incredibly complex as he sat in a room lit only by an orange-hued lamp, casting light into every corner.Eulalia, in his arms, was unknowingly shedding tears, grateful that her face, turned away from Percival, hid her tear-blurred visage.“When exactly was this, six years ago?”“December 25th, around midnight, in the northern suburbs...” As Percival recounted, the once blurry memories in his mind started to become
Eulalia stood at the entrance of the government building, her eyes brimming with a smile as she looked towards Percival.“I am finally free,” Eulalia’s words drifted to him with the wind, “Percival, I never owed you anything.”Indeed, Eulalia had never owed him anything. Even if she had, she had long since paid her dues. In contrast, he had unscrupulously taken advantage of her love, like a cuckoo occupying another’s nest.Percival seemed to see the confident and vibrant Eulalia from six years ago, the only difference being that she was then full of health and vitality. Now... she was covered in wounds.At that moment, Percival felt an immense distance between them, as if he could never reach where Eulalia was, not even in a lifetime.The weather forecast had warned of rain and advised bringing umbrellas, but neither of them had one.They both walked into the rain together, Percival clutching the divorce certificate tightly in his hand, looking at Eulalia who was only a few inchesaway
As the footsteps approached, Eulalia could finally see the person entering. The newcomer wore a Ghost King mask, revealing deep amber eyes and thin lips curved in a faint, sinister smile. Tall, over 6 feet in height, with a slender and imposing figure, the person exuded a cold, oppressive aura.Eulalia trembled from head to toe, her fear palpable in the unfamiliar environment, the unknown predicament, and especially towards this person. She could tell from everything around her that this individual was adept at tormenting others.Accompanying him were two men in black, their faces obscured by eerie black and white masks that left only their mouths and eyes visible.Eulalia, feigning composure, locked eyes with the man in the Ghost King mask, unflinchingly stating, “You are not Cassius.”The man raised an eyebrow, slightly surprised. He had just heard Eulalia’s fear-stricken voice in the surveillance room and did not expect her to regain her composure so quickly. Indeed, Percival’s wom