Chapter 212 Returning Blood With Blood

Book:My Husband Hates Me Published:2024-5-1

To escape from this men-filled hellhole of a prison, Rosalie thought of everything she could, and she finally managed to hook up with a young prison guard, whose surname was Wood.
Only young prison guards like him who had just graduated from police school and lacked experience would completely fall for her dirty yet beautiful body and forget about the rules and discipline.
Finally, on this dark and windy night, the warden and all the other policemen had to study in the city, so Rosalie encouraged the prison guard to take her out to a nearby hotel for four hours.
After that, the two of them enjoyed themselves like a pair of lovers. They enjoyed delicious food in the small suite and had fun together.
Rosalie had long gotten the information she needed from Darius, such as routes, checkpoints, and everything else.
She had prepared everything, and there was only one thing left to do.
Rosalie lowered her head and closed her eyes gloomily. Soon, she raised her head and raised a glass full of red wine with her delicate white fingers. She smiled like a beautiful flower. “Come on, Darius, after you drink this glass of wine, I will be your woman.”
“Rosalie, I like your little mouth. It sounds sweet when you talk, and I bet it will taste sweet too. Come on, cheers, cheers!”
Under Rosalie’s seemingly sincere tenderness, Darius drank until he was drunk. He got up from his seat and grabbed her soft waist in his arms, he was ready to press her down on the bed. He smiled wickedly and said, “Rosalie, I love that little mouth between your thighs the most.”
“Don’t rush, Darius. Lie down first. I’ll go to the bathroom. I’ll be back soon. Wait for me obediently!”
After that, Rosalie twisted her soft slender waist and walked to the bathroom which was not far away. She immediately withdrew the enchanting smile on her face and bent down to take out a sharp dagger from the flesh-colored stockings on her thighs. She stared at it with a cold smile.
The edges shone so brightly that her eyes could not stop flashing.
She thought of those unbearable and terrible days, and her heart felt as if it was being twisted by a knife.
Even now, she still could not believe that Credence would throw her into a literal hell to help take revenge for Dorothy, where she had to endure the oppression and humiliation from all those rude and vulgar male prisoners.
She was willing to sacrifice her life for him, and she used to think that he was a gentleman. Even if he was furious, he would never attack a woman.
She thought that he would only destroy the Fisher family at most and he was only going to teach her a profound lesson.
But she had never thought that Credence would want her to live a life worse than death. Even her parents, whom she could rely on, died an unnatural death in the hospital. It was so, so tragic.
How could she not feel any resentment?
She hated Dorothy!
And she hated Credence even more!
What she needed to do now was to seize this opportunity to escape.
She held the sharp dagger in her hand tightly, walked to the bedside with a cold and cruel face as she looked at Darius who was lying in bed with only a pair of pants left, she said, “Darius, I’m sorry.”
When she said that, her voice was so cold and ear piercing that Darius opened his eyes and looked at Rosalie in the eye. He felt a bone-chilling coldness in her eyes, then he inadvertently saw the dagger on her hands. He immediately felt a chill down his spine, he wanted to climb up quickly. However, he was drunk and unable to move. He could not even lift a finger.
He finally sensed Rosalie’s intentions and his face immediately turned pale. He shook his fat body around and pleaded softly, “Rosalie, you, you shouldn’t mess around. Killing me won’t do you any good.”
“Darius, don’t you like to play romantic games? Don’t you like whipping my body? What, are you afraid now that it’s your turn?”
“Ha ha, don’t be afraid. I just want to play a different type of game with you. Hold on for a while, this might hurt a little.”
The more charmingly Rosalie smiled, the colder her facial expression got. She lifted a tablecloth swiftly and gagged Darius’s mouth. She raised the dagger and stabbed his neck deeply…
Blood quickly gushed out and dyed the white pillows and sheets red.
Darius, who had been plotted against, was tightly gagged by the table cloth. He died before he could even make a shout for help.
When Rosalie was sure that the other party was really dead, Rosalie slowly pulled the dagger out and threw it into the trash can. She drank the rest of the wine and took all of his money away, she left the small hotel and drove Darius’s second-hand car to the place where her parents were buried.
This was a small private hospital, it was not famous.
Well, the Fisher Group had gone bankrupt because of Credence. Without power or wealth, how could her parents still go to high-end hospitals?
Rosalie gripped the steering wheel tightly as her beautiful eyes filled with hostility and hatred.
From the moment she killed Darius mercilessly, she had no intention of finding a way out for herself anymore.
Since Credence did not care about her love and wanted to destroy her, then all of them should just die together!
Along the way, Rosalie made a turn to the Fisher family’s mansion and realized that the government had sealed the doors, so she could not enter.
With that, she followed the faint streetlights and turned to a small hidden door in the back garden, she bent over and silently found her way to her bedroom. She opened a safe from the hidden compartment of her closet and took out all the cash and bank cards she had. Then, she disappeared into the night.
When she arrived at the hospital, it was already three o’clock in the morning. However, when the staff saw her giving generous bribes, they opened the morgue and allowed her to enter.
He pointed at a pair of middle-aged corpses in the innermost room and said in a certain tone, “Miss, these are the people you are looking for.”
They must have died in a painful and desperate way. Linda and Caleb’s eyes were still wide open, they must have died with grievance.
“Mom, Dad, you can go peacefully. I will definitely let Credence and Dorothy pay with their blood!”
Rosalie bit her lips hard. The staff on duty stood beside her, while her dead parents, who had always thought of her as their sweetheart, laid on the other side. Her wet eyes were filled with blood-red resentment.
After grieving for about five minutes, she quickly realized that she could not stay here for long. She stuffed a large amount of money into the staff member’s hands and told them to cremate her parents and find a suitable place to bury them.
“You can keep the rest of the money!”
The staff on duty calculated roughly that after the series of procedures, there would still be 30 to 40 thousand dollars left. It was worth half a year’s salary. He immediately got excited and smiled brightly. “Okay, I will help you do it tomorrow morning.”
Rosalie immediately prepared for her parents’ funeral. Not long after she left the hospital, she saw a low-key black car from a parking lot in a middle-end community, so she drove Darius’s broken car to the lake in a nearby garden to cover up all her suspicious traces.
After that, she got on the black car and prepared to leave Talco City, she wanted to go to the place Jeremy had once mentioned to her.
That place was filled with vicious men. As long as she could give a high price or hook up with any of the powerful gangsters there, they could even kill important figures in Horsburg, let alone Dorothy and Credence.
Along the way, she used Jeremy’s name and made smooth progress.
But as soon as she stepped into the city of humid and stifling tropical climate, several rough men in black held her back with black guns.
When she realized that these tanned foreign men looked a lot stronger, Rosalie was almost scared out of her wits. She screamed and forgot to change her language. She spoke in her usual Talco City accent, “Don’t kill me. I’m here to seek refuge with your boss.”
They noticed that her accent was similar to their boss’s. They looked at each other before pushing her shoulder up the depths of the dense forest.
At this point, Rosalie had no chance to retreat, so she gritted her teeth and followed up with an anxious heart.
When she arrived at an Eastland-themed small wooden house, she was rudely pushed into a sealed and secret chamber.
Apart from her, there was no one else. It was completely empty.
Just as Rosalie’s willpower was on the verge of breaking, she heard a sound, “Miss Fisher, I know all about you. Stay here and you can become even stronger and ruthless, you can become inhuman. Only then can you be able to take the revenge you have longed for!”
A flowery scent flew to her nose. Rosalie’s consciousness was blurred. Before she fainted, the only thing in her mind was that this voice sounded like it came from someone old, and that person spoke in a Talco City accent just like her.