Chapter 13

Edward, who heard the voice, immediately turned to the source of the sound, and it turned out to be Violetta. Suddenly, Edward immediately threw Violetta with his strength. Without mercy, Edward threw Violetta into a tree not far from him.

"Arghh..." Violetta groaned, feeling her back hurt from being hit by a tree. Violetta tried to endure the pain in her body because of that; it had been a long time since she felt a fight. And now she has to face Edward alone. Can Violetta be?

Without Violetta knowing, Edward walked closer to her. The man stood in front of Violetta with an indescribable look, red eyes blazing as they held back anger. Edward has long wanted to get Violetta's holy blood, but his efforts have always failed. This made Edward even more resentful of the girl. If Edward can't get that holy blood, then his father will never be able to recover. Edward didn't want that to happen.

Violetta, who was scared, suddenly retreated slowly, still sitting on the ground, making Edward even more furious and smiling lopsidedly. Shortly after that, Edward crouched in front of Violetta, his hand gripping the woman's chin firmly. He gave Violetta a sharp look, as if there was a grudge embedded in his heart.

"Don't you dare run away from me if you don't want to suffer the same fate as the old man?" Edward said with emphasis and threat. He still remembers Robert's death at that time; it was the most auspicious day for Edward. How come? One enemy that had been preventing Edward from getting holy blood had died one by one.

Hearing Edward's words just now made Violetta look up at Edward, as if asking the man for an explanation. She frowned, not understanding the meaning of Edward's words earlier. But for some reason, she felt uncomfortable and anxious. Right now, Violetta's thoughts are on Robert, and she does not know why she is thinking about him.

"What do you mean?" Violetta snapped without rebelling, asking to be released by Edward; she was just silent while waiting for the man's answer. Although her chin hurts from the grip of Edward's hand, She was willing to endure pain in order to get information from that man.

Edward laughed out loud, and there was no guilt for his actions. He released his grip on his hand and glared at Violetta. "Don't you know? Tsk... Huh, maybe you don't love that useless old man, right?" he replied with an indescribable smile.

"Old man? Who do you mean?" asked Violetta in a high voice, her eyes starting to well up with tears. Her mind was chaotic, and she could no longer think clearly; there were only negative thoughts in her mind. As much as possible, Violetta thought positively but still failed.

"Your father, who else is a useless old fart besides him?" replied Edward sarcastically; he looked very happy to say it.

Violetta was silent for a moment, trying to think positively. But her heart refused; she felt anxious now. Violetta got up from her seat with difficulty, her eyes glaring at Edward, and then said, "What about my father? What did you do to him, ha?"

Seeing Violetta start to get emotional made Edward happy. The man laughed, then looked back at Violetta, folded his arms, and stood in front of her. "Yes, he talks a lot. I also feel sorry for him; he is old but seems to have a lot of problems. That's why I helped him out of all his life problems," he said with a relaxed face. Right now, Edward is more like a heartless psychopath.

Violetta's hands clenched perfectly; she was still thinking positively. While waiting for Edward to open his voice again, Violetta was really anxious this time. How not? For the last time that night, Robert spoke of a death. Making a big question mark in her mind.

"What are you doing?" asked Violetta, with a blank stare ahead.

"Answer, Edward! What did you do to my  father?"continued Violetta shouting hysterically, tears starting to break out of her eyes. the moment the words came out of Edward's mouth. It felt like her tongue was numb, and she couldn't say a word anymore. Her eyes were red, with tears welling up in them. Her hands continued to clench, and without being explained, Violetta also knew what Edward meant. However, no matter how Edward killed Robert, Violetta could not accept that.

Violetta was silent for a moment, feeling pain in her heart. As if a thousand daggers pierced her heart, what is this in the end? Robert had to die first, and again, Violetta felt guilty for his death. However, all that happened because of him if she surrendered from the beginning. Everything won't be like this.

"Damn, did you really kill him?" asked Violetta in a heavy voice, looking down deeply. Tears came out of her eyes without permission; she couldn't hold back her emotions anymore. Her jaw hardened with clenched fists.

Edward laughed lightly; he remained relaxed as if nothing had happened after killing Robert. Edward has become someone who doesn't have a heart since her father needed that holy blood.

Violetta is getting angry with Edward; it feels like she has lost the purpose of living if her father really died. But she remembered her father's message that night. To survive no matter what happens—that's what makes Violetta confused now.

"Yes, that's true. Why? Are you angry? It all happened because of you; do you realize that? If you surrender to me from the beginning, they will all live peacefully. Even your parents won't die like that," Edward explained at length, not caring if his words could hurt Violetta or not.

Violetta couldn't hold back her anger anymore; she looked up at Edward. Her irises turned black, as did her aura. different A smile that was difficult to interpret appeared on her face. "Did you really kill my father? You think I'll just shut up after you do that, huh?" screamed Violetta in disbelief; she couldn't control her own strength.

"You have killed almost all of my family members; have you never thought about other people's feelings? Try to return all that to yourself; are you willing if your parents die killed?" Violetta's lost control; she shouted hysterically, cursing and lecturing Edward. With tears flowing fast, the tightness in her chest was very torturous. She thought for a moment, but still. The man's ego was still controlling him; he immediately changed his face back to how it was before. I'm trying not to consider Violetta's words just now.

"Murderer policy! I hate you!" Violetta's scream was heard again, after which a loud explosion echoed in the forest.

Duarr...

All the trees suddenly turned black, and one of them bounced away.