Aurora had a luxurious bath, perhaps feeling a novelty because this was where Julian had spent his childhood. Wrapped in a warm, soft silk duvet, she texted Julian, “Julian, are you asleep?”
He replied quickly, “Not yet, how about you? Are you used to the bed? If not, I can take you home.”
Julian was always so considerate.
“Used to it. Thinking that you grew up here makes me a bit excited,” Aurora rolled around in bed.
“Silly girl, get some rest. You have work tomorrow.”
Julian probably imagined her rolling around, a tender smile on his lips.
“Okay, goodnight Julian.”
Aurora set her alarm, turned off the light, and went to sleep.
Ever since the issues with Genevieve and Ivy were resolved, Aurora had been sleeping well, quickly drifting into dreamland.
As the night deepened, the entire land was shrouded in darkness, everything sunk into a quiet slumber. Suddenly, the sound of keys was distinctly heard in the silent room.
Aurora woke abruptly from her dreams to the sound of keys in the lock. Could Julian be missing her?
Just as she thought this, the door opened. Aurora stared blankly at the shadow in the doorway, a very thin figure, not Julian.
The dim light made it impossible to see who it was. Aurora’s heart raced. Who could it be?
She hurriedly turned on the light, and under its glow, she finally saw the person-it was the old lady from last night.
The old lady’s face was full of wrinkles, her body bent, and in her hand was a knife. She muttered, “Give back my bracelet! My bracelet!”
It was especially terrifying on such a night, especially with the kitchen knife she held. It seemed she hadn’t managed to take Aurora’s bracelet the previous evening, so now she had come with a knife to cut off Aurora’s hand and take it.
Aurora was frightened. Thankfully, her sleep was light without Julian beside her, or she might have been maimed without even realizing.
Not wasting time to ponder, she quickly jumped out of bed. Her advantage was her speed, but her disadvantage was that she had no weapon.
She could be injured by the old lady’s knife at any moment, and just thinking about the pain if such a large knife were to cut her, Aurora dared not imagine.
Despite being an old lady, she was immensely fixated, capable of doing anything for the bracelet.
“Ma’am, you want the bracelet, right? I’ll give it to you,” Aurora said, trying to calm her down.
“Bracelet, bracelet!” the old woman’s eyes flickered as she heard the word.
“Just stand there, don’t move, I’ll take it off and give it to you, okay?” Aurora soothed.
The old lady stopped advancing, and Aurora’s heart raced as sweat soaked her.
She began to remove her bracelet, but strangely, no matter how she tried, it seemed stuck to her skin, unresponsive to her attempts.
Damn it, why won’t the bracelet come off? She was getting angry, unable to understand what was happening.
The old lady, seeing the bracelet was not removed, became visibly upset, “You don’t really want to give it to me! I’ll take it myself.”
With that, she approached Aurora with the knife raised.
“Ma’am, please wait, it’s not that I don’t want to give it to you, but I can’t get it off. Just wait a moment, I’ll use some soap to lubricate it, it will be quick.”
“Don’t make it so complicated; just chop off your hand, and I’ll take it off,” said the old lady, who seemed to have lost her reason or something, as her eyes were fixed only on the bracelet at that moment.
“Stay away!” Aurora, terrified, felt her hair stand on end as the elderly woman approached with a cleaver, muttering, “Chop off the hand, take the bracelet.”
The scene was as horrifying as could be, with the old lady swinging the cleaver fiercely. Aurora, taking a risk, quickly rolled over on the bed.
The cleaver, whooshing through the air, landed near her ear, cutting off strands of her hair. Aurora, no longer able to feel fear, seized the opportunity to escape to the opposite side and hurried away.
“Don’t run, the bracelet!”
Aurora ran to the next door, frantically banging on Julian’s door, “Julian, save me! Julian, save me!”
However, the old lady rushed out, surprisingly agile for her age. Unable to wait for Julian to open the door, Aurora continued to run.
It was three in the morning, and everyone in the villa was sound asleep; Aurora couldn’t find anyone to help.
Julian woke up immediately but by the time he put on his shoes and opened the door, Aurora had already run away.
He didn’t know what had happened. Running out in his pajamas, he noticed that the lights were on and the door was ajar.
“Aurora, Aurora!” He entered the house but didn’t see Aurora; her slippers were still neatly placed by the bed.
It must have been an emergency for her to run off without her shoes. What kind of emergency could it be here?
Julian racked his brain but couldn’t figure it out. Seeing the severed strands of hair and the clean cut on the bed, Julian gasped in fright.
At that moment, he couldn’t think about what had happened; all he knew was that Aurora was in danger, and he quickly ran out.
Aurora ran swiftly, knowing Julian would soon arrive; she had called him loudly enough to wake him, but she needed to buy time.
She just needed to reach the yard. It was so large; the old lady surely couldn’t catch her. Aurora’s heart raced; she was literally racing against her own life.
Though not her first time fleeing for her life, facing an old lady with a cleaver was a first.
Hayden was alone, brooding over his drink in the yard, when he suddenly saw a figure rushing out of the villa. He had been desperately thinking of Aurora.
“Is it really you, Aurora?” Hayden, not knowing the situation, impulsively embraced her, fueled by the alcohol.
“Why did she have to run into Hayden now?” Aurora thought, desperate.
“Let me go!” Aurora urged, panicking as the old lady was about to catch up, her body drenched in sweat, breathless from exhaustion.
Hayden, quite drunk, held her even tighter, driven by his intoxication.
“I won’t let go, Aurora. I’m sorry I didn’t protect you before, that I made the wrong choices. I never liked Susan; I only wanted to use the Simmons family’s influence to secure my inheritance, but now I’ve got everything and lost you. I’ve realized that no company, no future is worth more than you, Aurora, I love you, I truly do. Will you come back to me? I promise to treat you well, never to make you sad again,” Hayden rambled on.
Aurora realized that something more terrifying than being delirious was dealing with a drunk person, “Hayden, it’s dangerous now, let me go first, your grandmother, she’s gone mad, she wants to…”
Before Aurora could finish, the old lady was already at the doorway, “The bracelet, give me back my bracelet, my bracelet!”