Vincent:"If there were no hatred, we would be happy, right?"All day long, that question haunted me; I couldn't concentrate on anything. This morning, Orabella's godlike appearance as a lost soul was like a knife stabbing deep into my heart. Sometimes I also think, if I disapproved of this invasion, would she still be happy with her family? But it's too late to regret; everything has gone into its orbit. Instead of thinking about the past, I want to work harder for the future. To avoid being awkward, I pretended not to hear her whisper, trying to act normal.I find it funny that I'm not a nice person, nor am I the type to think about others. But ever since I met her, I've been like a different person. My priority is not territorial expansion or a war of interests. Instead, I want my woman to be able to smile every day.But is it still possible to have fun in the same situation as her? My feelings are not invisible to her, but there is no way she can accept it.I sighed, folded my boo
Orabella:I was stunned by Vincent's sudden question, I didn't understand what he was trying to say to me, but I've always had a strange feeling all day today."Make up for what?" I frowned.Vincent looked at me without taking his eyes off me; he was about to say something but stopped and shook his head after a while.We returned to the villa, and the first thing Vincent did was run straight to the office. I don't know if it's because I'm suspicious, but I feel that Vincent deliberately avoids me; he doesn't dare to look me in the eye for more than three seconds, and waits for him to return to the room when I'm asleep. In the days that followed, we barely saw each other; we only met when he took me to Raisa's place and picked me up home.Today I finished training earlier than usual; Raisa also has a business with Gray. Sometimes I wanted to give myself some alone time to think, so I called Vincent and said I would return to the Pack. I borrowed Raisa's car for a walk; luckily, I have
These seem to be the rare times that Vincent is so gentle with me that he turns into a different person. In my heart, a sudden fear of being speechless, Vincent's question from yesterday, repeated in my head.He wants to make up for me, every action, every gentle gesture. Could it be like Clement said, my mother is dead, and Vincent is hiding from me, so he feels guilty about wanting to make up for me?This thought made my whole body tremble; I dodged Vincent's touch, leaned back in my chair, and spoke. "I'm a bit tired; let's go home."Vincent stared at me momentarily; he didn't ask much, then started the car.During the journey, we did not say a word to each other, but we all had our thoughts in our hearts.When the car turned through a dark road, my eyes seemed to sink into the night; I asked. "What I told you the other day, when can I visit my mother." I lowered my face so that Vincent wouldn't see my anguished expression and choked. "I miss her."The car suddenly bounced up and t
Edward's pupils are bloodshot; he looks at the person talking and feels the killing intent, so he falls silent. But Edward still refused to let him go, his face expressionless, threw the person who said those dirty words to the fire tiger just like the warden."Who else dares to say such dirty words?" Edward spoke coldly.The space was silent, and his criticisms also stopped. Everyone looked at each other; no one dared to provoke Edward. It hurt me to look at him; my brother has changed, and his change makes me highly bitter.I covered my mouth, stifling every sob."What I do, I bear, has nothing to do with you," Edward said coldly and returned to work.Everyone looked at him; a brave man stepped up and shouted. "Warden List carelessly fell into a fire pit while hitting a slave."Edward raised his eyes to look at the man who had just spoken to him, but he didn't show emotion and lowered his eyes.Those present immediately followed, shouting that the warden had been careless and no one
I kept my promise and returned to the training ground at four o'clock. From a distance, I saw Raisa's worried look; she couldn't sit still because it was almost time for the appointment, and I still didn't return. Her nervousness disappeared as soon as she saw me and ran before me. "You scared me to death. The general just called and said he would be over earlier than usual because he wanted to see your practice; I kept imagining him coming before you returned; I couldn't stay still."My facial muscles stiffened, but I still managed to force a smile. On the way back, I thought a lot, and if I wanted to kill Vincent smoothly, I must not reveal my strangeness first. Vincent has excellent observation; he will discover if I am not careful."It's okay now; let's go inside." I smile, but my heart seems numb; I am like a beautiful porcelain doll without a soul.Raise was about to say something when her face turned white; she stammered and pointed her finger behind me. "General...."Seeing he
Vincent:I was utterly stunned, feeling like I had just frozen for a moment. I squeezed my hand tightly and released it quickly. For the first time, I felt so helpless. If another woman were in front of me making a fuss, I would have immediately thrown her out, even kill. But now, just seeing Orabella's tears fall, my heart tightens again."Listen to me, okay?" I said nervously; I was even scared; my change surprised and shocked me.However, Orabella had no intention of listening to me; she angrily pushed me hard; her whole face was covered with tears, and her voice hoarsely screamed. "Stop lying, you bastard. What are you going to say to me? Are you going to put all the blame on someone else and consider yourself innocent?"I shook my head, I had just taken a step to one to hold her shoulder to talk calmly, but Orabella had thoroughly distrusted me ever since I hid this from her. While thinking about how to tell her to understand and believe me, Orabella suddenly attacked me; when I
Orabella:Since that day, Vincent confined me in a room with four walls. He ordered the servants to bring things that could hurt me out of the room. Leave only soft, non-lethal things. Every day on time, someone will bring food and water, treat me like an animal kept in a glass cage and whisper loudly.I let out a sarcastic laugh. They even said that I was crazy, scared and quickly left the room.I didn't look at the food on the table even once. I did not eat or drink for five days but sat motionless, looking out the window. The only thing I care about right now is Edward's safety. I'm cut off from the outside world; no news can enter this room.Fear rose in my heart, but I could only sit on my knees helplessly, not knowing what to do. I feel so useless; I hate my current self.Time passes very slowly; every hour that passes is like a century. I looked outside; the sky was already dark, and another meaningless day had passed.At seven o'clock, the maid brought the evening, and when sh
From that day on, my relationship with Vincent returned to the way it was before, the night when I held a knife to his neck; it was just a nightmare. We all choose not to talk about the past. Compared to before, Vincent's attitude towards me is more gentle.He has significantly changed, but my heart is no longer the same. In my head, I was always thinking about how to get revenge, but on the surface, I still pretended to be submissive and soft to Vincent. Living with two faces makes me feel highly suffocated; I don't know when I turned into the shape I hated the most. I am a weak person; actions and thoughts constantly contradict each other.Although Vincent allowed me to move around in the house, I know he's constantly monitoring me from afar. Some servants noticed that no matter what I did, their eyes fixed on me to always report to Vincent.Another week passed, and what he promised me was not fulfilled. The killer he said he would bring in front of me has yet to be seen.I sat in f