Yet, despite the luxury, Shirley was in the throes of hysteria.
She had nearly destroyed everything in the room.
Chaos reigned on the floor with shattered items everywhere.
She had even yanked out her IV, the site on the back of her hand still oozing blood.
Meanwhile, the n leader sat on the sofa, her expression impassive, watching Shirley’s meltdown with the detached air of a stranger.
It pained me to see Shirley like this.
Having watched over her since childhood, it felt as though my own heart was hemorrhaging.
Shirley had always been the witch n’s most graceful and dignified rose from birth.
She was meant to maintain that poise for life.
No one had the right to shatter her spirit.
I knelt beside her and embraced her, my voice almost breaking as I pleaded, “This is all on me, Shirley.
Please, find your peace.
me me.
I never imagined Andrew would lose his senses and set fire to the study.
Strike me if you need to, but please, stop hurting yourself.
”
At my words, Shirley found an outlet for her fury.
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She struck me wildly and yelled, “This is all your fault! You promised your n was foolproof! Why aren’t I with Andrew yet? It’s all because of you! You’ve destroyed me! I’ve turned into this because of you! I can’t live like this.
I’m going to end it for both of us!”
All I could do was stand there, letting Shirley hit and berate me.
Even if she had ended my life right then, I would have epted it without protest.
The leader couldn’t bear it any longer.
She stepped in, incapacitating Shirley with a swift chop to the neck.
Shirley copsed, unconscious, and the leader motioned for the guards to carry her to the bed.
Once the room had settled, I knelt before the leader, my voice shaky.
“I’m so sorry.
This is all my fault.
”
The leader, without uttering a word, struck me across the face, then berated me, “Your foolishness is to me for Shirley’s condition.
The doctor says her face was disfigured and the shock has muddled her mind.
”
Aware of my grave mistake, I apologized once more.
“Forgive me.
I will ept any punishment you deem fit, even death.
But before that, I’ll do everything in my power to find a doctor who can heal Shirley.
”
The leader shook her head, giving a dismissive snort.
“No matter how skilled the doctors are, they’re useless in this case.
Andrew is the only one who can heal Shirley.
”
I grimaced, muttering under my breath, “That lowly mixed-blood bastard, Debra! She’s utterly foolish.
I
tried persuading her to abandon the witch n and leave Andrew, but she refused.
She even had the audacity to attack me.
”
The leader’s expression darkened.
“She dared to strike you?”
I nodded solemnly, adding, “With Andrew so enchanted by her, she’s be uncontroble.
She shows no respect for you or Shirley, nor does she consider the welfare of the witch n.
I’m beginning to think Andrew’s recent defiance is because he’s under that bitch’s spell.
She’spletely led him astray.
”
mming her hand on the table, the leader dered vehemently, “Andrew will marry Shirley.
They will lead the witch n together.
It’s crucial, both for my daughter and our n’s future.
They must get married.
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Her affirmation filled me with glee.
Known for her assertiveness, our leader was bound to make it happen.
When Andrew married Shirley, it would spell the end for Debra, that arrogant bitch.
How dare a lowly mixed-blood bastard be so bold?
I pictured Debra, scorned by the entire witch n, reduced to a pitiful figure begging on the streets.
Trying to mask my emerging smile, I ventured cautiously, “But what if Andrew refuses to marry Shirley? He seems fixated on Debra.
”
With a cold, menacingugh, the leader replied, “Then Debra will need to vanish—permanently.
”
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