As the ill intent wafted in her mind, she could no longer suppress the demon within her. As if she was
possessed, she lost control of her own emotions. With that, she grabbed a fruit knife in the living room
and hid it in her sleeve. Deranged, she unlocked the door to the room confining Elise.
As Elise, on the other hand, was about to bang on the door, the door was pushed open. When she
looked Heather in the eye, she immediately knew the woman in front of her wasn’t the Heather she
knew. Although she couldn’t quite put Heather’s shift in behavior into words, her presence undoubtedly
put her on edge.
With a still face, Heather stared at Elise for a couple of seconds. She scanned at the latter’s injured
hand before stating aloofly, “You’re hurt.”
„Baffled, Elise was only reminded of her injury then, to which she awkwardly replied, “Right. I didn’t
even realize it until you mentioned it.” Perhaps it was the stupefaction upon seeing Heather’s sudden
change that made her forget the sting on her hand.
With a knowing look, Heather took a step into the room and shifted her body sideways to allow Elise a
path out of the room. “I’ll treat it outside. Matt will kill me if anything happens to you.” As she spoke, she
carried a tremendous determination within her, which she revealed not on her face, but under her
glistening eyes.
As subtle as it was, Elise was able to sense it, and she grew even more cautious. At the same time,
she was tempted by her goal, as she had her keen eyes fixated on the main door which was right
opposite her bedroom’s door. She would be able to escape once she stormed out the bedroom.
Nonetheless, Heather wouldn’t be so kind to let her off. There was no telling if she could still breathe
after exiting through the door. However, when she thought of her grandparents and Alexander, she
gritted her teeth and decided to give it a try.
Under Heather’s scorching gaze, Elise grabbed her injured hand and walked out the room. When she
was passing by Heather, her steps subconsciously decelerated.
Heather watched as Elise walked past her. It wasn’t until Elise’s back was fully facing her that she
revealed a vicious expression. In a flash, the knife that was in her sleeve was already raised above her
head, All she had to do in that instant was stab her. In that case, the blame could be easily deflected by
saying the then-dead woman, who was trying to escape, were accidentally murdered in a circumstance
where Heather was forced to use a knife after a massive effort of trying to stop her from running. As
such, there would no longer be an Elise Sinclair in the world. Simultaneously, Matthew wouldn’t blame
her for Elise’s death. Bearing that in mind, Heather grasped
her knife even tighter and held it even higher before going for the forceful stab.
It was a perfect execution, except for the fact that she had forgotten the giant mirror in the living room
that was reflecting every detail of her actions. Elise saw the glinting knife in the mirror, and without any
contemplation, she dodged the stab with her agility harnessed from years of experience as a veteran
racer.
Accordingly, Heather missed her attack. And when she realized it, Elise was already at the living
room’s couch. “Why are you trying to kill me?” Elise glowered, unable to take in what just happened.
Heather gnarled her teeth and pointed the knife at Elise. Her facial expression resembled that of the
most gruesome demons. “Because you don’t deserve Matthew, and you ruined him! Thus, you should
pay for it with your life!” Having said that, she recklessly charged toward Elise.
Due to the injury on her hand, Elise couldn’t attempt to disarm her. She could only run around the
couch as she evaded each attack from Heather. Very soon, they ended up in each other’s previous
positions, facing each other.
Heather squinted her eyes as she panted, anxiously holding the knife toward Elise. “Stop running. You
can’t run away from this, Elise. This is your life, destined to be ended for the sake of Matthew and I.
Just face the reality!”
“You face the reality!” Elise coldly gazed at her, unable to figure out how idiotic could a woman be to be
willing to commit crime for a man’s attention. “Matthew never loved you! Whether I exist or not, he
won’t truly care about you! How much longer are you planning to deceive yourself?”
“Shut up! You’re lying! Matt and I are in love. His actions toward you are only out of envy for Alexander.
I’m the only person who really understands him! We’ve been together for so long, and I’m the only one
that deserves him. Once you’re out of the picture, the three of us can finally live happily ever after!”
Heather was so drunk in her fantasy that she’d lost all rationality.
Among her words, Elise caught something rather critical. “You’re… pregnant?” She looked at Heather’s
flat stomach and inquired, to which Heather gave no response, but her silence obviously admitted the
existence of a tiny life within her. Instantly, Elise’s eyes lit up. She switched up her strategy and
aggressively taunted, “Once you kill me, your child will have a murderer for a mother. How happy could
that be?”
Hearing the terms “child” and “murderer” in the same sentence, Heather was triggered. Forcibly, she
woke up from her fantasy, only to find the knife in her hands, before turning to Elise in fear and
agitation. She realized she had been too hasty. In
mere minutes, she simply wanted Elise to disappear so that all her issues could be resolved. Overly
immersed, she had completely forgotten about the law and the consequences of killing. She had to
admit that Elise had moved her. Even if it was for the sake of her children, she shouldn’t be attempting
such a crazy stunt.
Seeing as she slowly laid down her weapon, Elise sincerely stated, “You can still come back from this.
As long as you’re willing to change, it’s never too late to turn back. In the same way, if you let me go, I
promise not to investigate Matthew once I return safely. I can even help you get out of this place, to
somewhere nobody could recognize you. Think about it. Isn’t that what you want?”
“What I want…” Heather muttered as she lost herself in thought.
Watching as she’d lowered her guard, Elise immediately turned to the main door of the house and
started counting down in her heart. Five, four, three, two… one! Swiftly, she dashed to the door and
ferociously pushed down the door handle. To her surprise, the door remained unopened. What. Am I
supposed to pull this instead? Pushing and pulling, she found all her attempts were in vain, as if the
door was fused with the walls.
Sensing the loud disturbances, Heather regained her senses. “Trying to escape?! Not a chance! Matt
says he’ll die if you’re gone. No! Don’t run!” Her mind went overdrive just by imagining Matthew being
in danger. At once, she rushed toward Elise and grabbed her, attempting to drag her back into the
bedroom.
As Elise had just arduously broken out of the cursed bedroom, going back into it would mean more
torment. Thus, she endured the pain on her hand as she withstood the dragging force from Heather.
Consequently, the knife that Heather had yet to unhand was probing Elise’s stomach. The more force
Elise exerted, the deeper the tip of the knife pressed against her flesh, as if it was about to pierce
through her clothes and her tender skin.
Under the tense situation, Elise improvised. Instead of resisting, she pushed along Heather’s force.
Heather, unable to react in time, fell down. The two of them tripped together, and Elise was on top of
Heather, pressing the latter’s hand against her body. With that, Heather loosened her grip as the sharp
knife fell onto the ground with a clank.
Regaining her senses, Elise swiftly picked up the knife and pinned Heather down with one hand,
holding the knife at her throat with the other. “Don’t move!”
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