In the end, she wasn’t able to pull this person out of her heart.
Paige once again picked up the design drawings on the ground and began to study the principles.
Hearing this sound, her brows slightly knit, followed by Enrico’s open voice coming from the stereo, “Whatever I wear is for my Paige, it’s none of your business.”
“…”
In such an urgent moment, Paige relaxes slightly at that one sentence.
In the dimly lit room, Rachel listened, her hands hanging feebly in her lap, her bloodstained lips slowly hooking up a curve that couldn’t be more bitter, “In the past, I was always afraid that I would be too adventurous and ruin the relationship between you and I that was still quite amicable, and then, I always secretly wondered what it would be like after you liked me, but I didn’t realize that I would end up watching you liking someone else.”
She had never understood where she had lost.
Even at the end of the day, weren’t she and Paige still part of the Folsom family? There were similarities in blood, so why wasn’t she the winner in the end.
“I use you to watch?”
Enrico seemed to have heard a big joke.
He couldn’t get out of the house right now, just as he was idle, he looked at her with a sideways glance of disdain, “You don’t really think that if you’ve called me twice and I haven’t hit you, you’d consider yourself special, do you?”
Rachel looked at him, her eyelashes twitching, “What do you … mean?”
“I wouldn’t step on a bug on the ground.” Enrico said word for word, contemptuous and cold, “Because, I’m tired of dirtying my shoes.”
“…”
Rachel’s gaze stiffened, then her emotions fluctuated and she reached for him, “No, we used to be okay, you only changed when Paige came along …”
“Fuck off.” Enrico wrenched her hand away.
Where was Rachel’s strength to resist now, the man fell to the floor once again, she looked up at him unwillingly, “It’s not like that, it’s not like that.”
He lied to her.
Before Paige showed up, she had called out to him and he wouldn’t have paid her any attention though, nor would he have looked at her with a plucked out bone in his eye.
Enrico looked down at her with grim eyes, “Rachel Dowdy, speaking of which, I can remember your name in its entirety, or it was in my Paige’s mouth that I remembered a little something about that face of yours, or it was you who orchestrated her entry into Gangnam Hall in one fell swoop.”
No way, no how.
Rachel shook her head desperately, she could accept that Paige had taken his attention, but she couldn’t accept that she’d never been in his sights.
“It was also thanks to your setup and framing, because before that, she didn’t accept me, but after that, I picked her up from Gangnam Hall and she fell in love with me.”
Enrico looked at her pale face, there was not a trace of pity in the bottom of his eyes, instead, a layer of cruel laughter was covering his eyes, “Do you think I should thank you?”
“No, it’s not like that …,” Rachel fell to the ground and struggled to get up.
“It’s because of that she even gave me a son.”
Enrico said pulling out his cell phone, which no longer had a signal, and tapping a picture of Gabriel from the gallery, “Paige gave me a son, how about that, does it look like me?”
Rachel looked over incredulously and saw the little boy in the photo making faces at the camera, handsome, adorable, and especially a pair of eyes with gray pupils, identical to Enrico’s.
They … even have a child?
How is this possible.
“No…” Rachel’s eyes reddened as she stared at the photo in her cell phone, blood stabbed straight to her throat, and a mouthful of blood spat out.
Enrico retracted his phone without even thinking, avoiding getting a little blood on it.
His stance was lofty, his eyes lowered to look coolly at the dying woman on the floor, “You just said what would happen if I was kept at The Gustin family’s villa? I’ll tell you right now, if that were the case, you and Emery would have been kicked out of my house a long time ago.”
Rachel’s entire body slumped limply to the floor, one pair of lips had been completely stained red with blood, she looked at the man she had loved for so many years in front of her, her eyes were so red that they fell into tears, “No, it’s not …”
She no longer knew what to say, only said no over and over again.
As if that would prove that she had never been wrong, that she and he were ruined by Paige.
“That’s it.”
“It’s not-”
Rachel simply couldn’t take it, “It’s that you hate The Gustin family’s villa so much that if I hadn’t been adopted by The Gustin family’s villa in the first place, you wouldn’t be implicated in hating me.”
She quickly gave herself another set of logic.
Paige, always working on a response, didn’t look up for a second, but the voices fell into her ears.
These three people at The Gustin family’s villa, one more paranoid and crazy than the other, were almost more like pro-lifers than pro-lifers.
“If it had been Paige who had been adopted by The Gustin family’s villa back then, you would have hated her just as much.”
Rachel slumped over and continued to self-hypnotize, her eyes even redder, dripping blood, and her hands, which she had been unable to exert any force on, were actually clenched into fists, clenched in a death grip.
Enrico had never said so much in front of her before, for the first time, the first time he’d been this close to her and said so much, but it was every word that tore at her heart.
The sickness was far less torturous than those words.
It’s not her fault, it’s Paige’s fault, it’s who she is that’s wrong, it’s the creation …
At those words, Enrico snorted disdainfully and stared at her as she was about to speak.
“I thought you wanted to know a way to stop the strangler?”
Rachel’s voice trembled as she interrupted the words he was about to say, tears dripping into her mouth, her expression saddened to the core, yet a point of hideous excitement came out, “I can tell you, as long as … you don’t make me so sad.”
Hearing this, Paige couldn’t help but glance up at the screen, and saw just a few words on that twisted face: resigned.
All her life, Rachel seemed to have lived a life of resignation, resignation to being surpassed by her, resignation to being compared to her, and resignation to the fact that she had never been in Enrico’s eyes.
Even in death, she tried to change all that.
Luckily, she had extinguished all those parasites first, otherwise, she didn’t dare to imagine how much humiliation Enrico, who was controlled by the parasites, would have to suffer in the hands of a paranoid to the point of insanity woman like Rachel.
“You think I would believe you?” Enrico sneered.
“At least try don’t you?”
Rachel looked at him and said, her words breathless and exhausted, “Either be buried with me or, let me hear something good before I die.”
As the words fell, the room shook twice more, Enrico’s body tilting slightly.
Rachel slides a little lower as well, her eyes lifting to the camera, “Guess, Paige didn’t say anything for so long because she couldn’t find a way.”
“…”
“Ask her if she was too late to save you.” Rachel said.
At that, Enrico slowly raised his eyes, his dark eyes looking straight at the camera’s position, and that gaze looked at Paige in front of the screen with a pain in her heart.
Rachel was right.