Don’t even think about it…
What a thing to say! Without even turning around, she left the Davis family and went to The Capital, where no one knew her. After living for so many years, all she was left with was “don’t even think about it.”
Annie smiled as she struggled to sit up from the bed. She still stared at him and smiled, a sarcastic, sad smile.
Jeremy took an involuntary step back, unsure if she had really gone mad.
He had asked a professional, and the pain and weakness of childbirth combined with mental stress could easily drive someone crazy.
Was she beginning to have a fit?
Annie took her eyes off him and walked barefoot to the door.
Outside, there were a lot of people, including the doctor and the servants who hadn’t left, as well as the people Jeremy had prepared. They were all waiting outside.
When they saw Annie come out, everyone looked at her.
Her face was delicate and pale beneath her messy, wet hair, and her feet were just stepping on the ground. Her long skirt was gradually staining with blood, one drop after another, spreading out on the skirt and also dripping down her legs, contrasting sharply with the paleness of her skin.
“What do you want?”
Jeremy walked out.
Annie walked to the door and looked up at the wall. She removed a sword from the wall that was used for decoration, the scabbard of which was still inlaid with darkened gems.
She took it off and suddenly drew the sword and slashed forward.
Her movements were soft and feeble.
“…”
But everyone was still startled and they all dodged to the side.
She’s crazy.
The wife is crazy.
At the same time, a group of police officers charged up the stairs.
Annie turned her head sharply and pointed the sword in her hand at Jeremy, who was walking out behind her. Her eyes looked sadly at the lipstick stain on his shirt.
Even though he knew that the sword was just for decoration and had never even been opened, Jeremy was still afraid and leaned against the wall, looking at her in horror, unsure of her current mental state.
Seeing the wariness and suspicion in his eyes, Annie smiled sadly once again.
The bloodstains on her skirt were getting bigger and bigger, and the blood was also flowing onto her feet, extending a short trail of blood on the floor.
She stepped in her own blood, pointed her sword at him, and walked towards him step by step.
“After all these years, you still don’t understand why she carried an IV bag and gave you lectures back then.”
“Jeremy, why won’t you climb up there and take a look? Why?”
“…”
Jeremy retreated.
“Bang.”
A gunshot rang out.
The bullet pierced Annie’s chest, and the bloody hole looked as if the most enchanting rose had blossomed at the location of her heart.
In the tightly closed room, Fawn was lying by the bed, and a pair of hands quickly covered the ears of the small baby, coaxing in a low voice, “Don’t be afraid, little Enrico, there are fireworks outside, be good, I’m here.”
The baby under her was very good, not crying, not at all scared, he just looked at her with a pair of clean, clear eyes, a smile curving the corners of his mouth.
As if, she was his whole world.
“That’s a good boy, I’ll protect Enrico,”
Fawn looked at him with a smile.
“…”
Jeremy stared at her in disbelief. In an instant, his eyes were filled with bloodshot veins, and his entire eyeball almost burst open.
He turned his head sharply and saw a group of police standing there, the person in charge maintaining a shooting stance.
No.
This isn’t it, this can’t be it!
The sword fell from Annie’s already limp hand and smashed at Jeremy’s feet, shocking him.
He lowered his head, and Annie was already lying there, her long skirt completely red with blood. Her eyes were closed, and her face was breathtakingly beautiful in the blood.
Jeremy’s legs went weak, and he sat down on the ground in a kneeling position, staring blankly at the growing pool of blood beneath her.
Many years ago, that woman had carried an IV bag to class with her, teaching him lessons, and then she had also lain on the ground like this, covered in blood, covered in blood…
He remembered Annie saying that the woman had tried to save him.
She had tried to pull him back from the brink of a dark abyss.
“Climb up there and see for yourself how much I, Annie, love Jeremy!”
He trembled as he tried to touch her face, to brush the hair from her ears as he usually did, to carry her to bed and cover her up.
But before he could touch her, he withdrew his hand, as if he had seen the most horrible thing, and he sat on the floor against the wall.
No!
It’s not like this!
It didn’t turn out like this! He doesn’t accept it! He doesn’t accept it!
Jeremy leaned against the wall and looked at Annie on the ground, his eyes fixed on her, his expression almost distorted with fury.
Leah saw this scene when she rushed out, and she was so scared that she covered her mouth directly.
There were a lot of people at the scene, and when they saw Leah, who was only wearing a silk nightie, all the suspicions spread in whispers.
“Mr. Gustin even called the police, so why are we still doing the outside defense? To prevent the wife from running away.”
“This is probably for the best. No wonder he wanted the wife to give birth at home.”
“The wife is crazy and wants to kill someone, so the police can do it with a good reason.”
“…”
Jeremy leaned against the wall, his mind blank for a moment, before he came back to his senses. His bloodshot eyes slowly calmed down.
Yes.
He was the one who called the police, and everything was his plan.
He had won.
She couldn’t control him, she could never control him again, and in the end, he was in control of this The Gustin family’s villa.
The Davis family’s bloodline was too vicious, it was vicious to the core.
It really wasn’t easy to eradicate.
Fortunately, he had managed to preserve himself in the palm of this woman’s hand.
From now on, he would have nothing to worry about. He could have whatever he wanted: wealth, women, supreme power. No one would ever be a threat to him, Jeremy!
Jeremy suddenly laughed, laughing louder and louder, laughing wildly. He slowly stood up against the wall.
Leah ran up to him, looking at him nervously, “Did you really call the police?”
“I won, I won,”
Jeremy looked down at the man on the ground, who no longer moved, and laughed unrestrainedly, a smile of boundless satisfaction on his face.
Later, he sat on the sofa, looked at his daughter, who was holding the baby, and waved his hand, “Come, show me your brother.”
The young Fawn stood there, already sobbing uncontrollably.
On hearing this, she looked at her father, who had completely changed, like something had possessed him. His face was completely distorted, his eyes full of malice, and there was no trace of his usual kindness.
Instinctively, she hugged her younger brother close and took a few steps back, refusing to be touched by him.
Jeremy sat there watching, looking into her grey eyes, his heart suddenly shrinking, and his whole body cramping with pain.
Then, to his surprise, he bowed his head and vomited, spitting up blood.
He attributed it all to his disgust at the Davis family bloodline, a disgust that came from the bottom of his heart.
He raised his hand-
“Send them to Rose Estate and don’t let me see those eyes again in this life.”
…
In the damp, cold basement, Annie said every word.
Paige walked forward step by step, piecing together the true story from her voice and the objects she left behind.
She turned to look at the crazed Jeremy in the center and asked him, “You didn’t call the police back then, did you?”