I was suffering from period cramps, so I ordered some painkillers. I asked for a woman to deliver my painkillers to me, but a drunken man came over instead. This time, I did not call my brothers for help. I called the police instead. In the past, not only did my brothers send all of their bodyguards to me, but they also rushed back. In the process, they ended up missing the theater performance of our adopted sister, Gloria. Gloria was sad and grabbed a prop to stab herself. My brothers comforted me. “Don’t blame yourself for it. At the very least, you’re safe.” But, right after, they arranged my kidnapping and gave me over to a group of drunkards. “That was just a drunkard. You could have just chased him out. Did you have to call us? Look! Gloria’s dead now! You’re not getting out of this alive either!” When I opened my eyes again, I returned to the time when the drunkard was knocking on the door. This time, I did not call them, and my brothers got to watch Gloria’s theater performance and cheered her on. But once the performance ended, they regretted it.
View MoreCamala lost too much blood. She died before she even reached the hospital. Saul was also arrested for intentional assault. With a regretful face, Klein turned to me. “Wendy, I—” But Gloria butted in between us with a teary face. She threw herself into Klein’s arms and trembled. “Klein, I’m really sorry. I didn’t know any of this. I’m innocent! You have to believe me! “I’m so scared, Klein. You won’t abandon me, will you?” Gloria held Klein so tightly that he could not move. The sight of his troubled face just made me roll my eyes. I just left. … Someone wanted to check on my house, so I went back to the residential area. The potential tenant readily agreed to the price, and the sale of the house went smoothly. Before she left, she handed me a USB drive. “You’ll know once you see it.” Puzzled, I took the USB drive. When I turned around, I saw Gloria. “Wendy, do you think you’ve won?” Things had soured between us, so she finally revealed her true face to me.
The evidence was right in front of them. Saul and Klein were dumbfounded. It had been years, and they finally realized that the aunt they respected was our parents’ murderer. The adopted sister they treasured was the murderer’s daughter. Meanwhile, they mistreated the only sister who truly loved them! At that moment, I felt so ecstatic that I laughed. I laughed so hard that I nearly cried. “So… you’re the idiots who were played like fools!” Saul and Klein’s faces darkened. Saul stood where he was as he glared at Camala. But Klein rushed over, grabbed her collar, and roared at her, “You witch! Why did you do it?! “My parents always treated you and Uncle Henry well! They always helped you! Why would you do this to them when they’ve always been kind to you?!” He sounded a little sad at the end. “Was all the concern you showed us over the years fake?” Camala slapped Klein. Her nails scratched his face and left behind four gashes. Then, she threw her head back an
I shoved him away and sat down again. Perhaps Klein never thought that I would fight back, which was why he was stunned and almost stumbled. When Gloria saw that neither Saul nor Klein were actually going to use physical force on me, she frowned. “Wendy, I was an orphan from a very young age. When Saul and Klein were busy most of the time, Aunt Camala would help me through on the days I couldn’t sleep.” She threw herself on the floor, and she made sure to fall a little to the side on the shards because there were no shards of broken plates and bowls in front of me. “Please, Wendy, Aunt Camala is really important to me! She treats me like her real daughter, and I’ve always treated her as my mother. Please tell the police the truth. “If anyone needs to be held accountable, I’m willing to do it!” The white fabric covering her knees was drenched in blood. They looked jarring against the white cloth. “Enough!” Saul stood up thunderously. His expressionless face looked so int
I thought that keeping the old stuff in the house would just bring me bad luck and bad memories, so I threw away everything. Within the second year since Gloria joined the family, I stopped getting an allowance. Over the years, I worked hard to support myself. I bought this house a few years ago, and I lived a really frugal life to save money. The company I had set up had been on track for profit for a long time, and its market value had risen several times higher. It had even surpassed my brothers’ company. I vividly remembered how much I had struggled in the past, so I could not bring myself to move away from this place. Of course, the biggest reason was that I did not want to be away from my brothers. This place was close to where they lived, after all. But all those sentiments were not worth anything anymore. I put the house for sale online and intended to sell it off for cheap. Then, I transferred fifty million dollars for taking care of me over the years. It was m
“Freeze!” During that moment, the police kicked the door open and charged in. Soon, they subdued the drunkard, and I slumped to the floor as if I had just fought in a war. The police took the drunkard and Camala away. I got into the police car to go to the station to give them a statement. Since Camala was being uncooperative, I was questioned multiple times, and I had to keep recalling what had happened. In the end, I ended up staying in the police station for the entire night. When I walked out, the sun was already up. During that time, my brothers found out what had happened to me, but they did not even visit me. They did not even ask after me. I scrolled through my phone. I saw only one message. [We can’t leave Gloria’s celebration. I sent someone over. Be careful on your own.] I felt like I had been stabbed in the heart. When I returned to my residential area looking like I had been run over by a train, I found my brothers in my house. Gloria sat between them
Camala still tried to deny everything. She hurriedly said, “It’s nothing. I accidentally fell and bumped into the door. “If you continue talking to us, you’ll leave Gloria hungry. Go on. I’ll be hanging up now!” But while Camala talked, the drunkard kept knocking loudly. “Aunt Camala, are you lying?” Saul asked coldly, but he sounded sure of himself. “No one falls that many times.” Camala stammered and could not give a convincing answer, so she decided to snatch the phone from my hands and tried to hang up. “You guys, show me the camera to Wendy’s door. I want to see what’s going on.” Before she hung up, we heard what Saul said. Camala’s face went pale, and she instantly fell to the floor. I sighed in relief and lay on the floor as I tried to calm myself. I knew that I was saved. But before I could even start feeling relieved, my eyes flew wide open. At some point, Camala had gotten up and walked to the door. She placed her hand on the door handle. As she looked
Even though I did not know exactly what was going on outside, I knew that the drunkard had brought out his weapon, so I absolutely could not go outside. I tried to run to the window, but Camala instantly realized my intentions and grabbed me. I could only cry out to Ruth again. “Mrs. Wilson, can you hear me?! The drunkard outside has brought out his weapon and is trying to break in! “There are only a few tenants here! Once he robs my place, he’s going to rob yours next, and it’ll be too late for you to call the police!” “How could you ask Mrs. Wilson to make a false report?!” Camala hurriedly interrupted me. She glared at me, but there was a smile on her lips. “There’s no weapon! The delivery driver is just getting a little more frantic because Wendy keeps refusing to open the door. He doesn’t want his wages reduced, and he’s working overtime.” “You have no idea just how professional delivery drivers are nowadays. They have to make sure that the packages are delivered rig
Camala had a key to the bedroom! The door opened, and Camala slapped me. She grabbed my hair and dragged me outside. At that moment, the house phone, which was by my foot, started ringing. I used my foot to kick the receiver out before slamming my foot on the speaker button. My neighbor’s displeased voice came through. “Wendy, why aren’t you sleeping? What’re you doing at your house? “And who’s that man at your door? Tell him to stop knocking!” I cried out, “Mrs. Wilson, call the police! Someone wants to kill me! “I don’t know that drunkard outside! He might be a criminal! Once he breaks into my house, you might be next!” I just claimed that the drunkard was a criminal without knowing for sure. However, when a person’s life or interests were under threat, they would treat the matter more seriously. As expected, Ruth Wilson raised her voice. “A criminal?! Hang on! I’ll call the police right now! Hang in there!” When Camala heard that, she immediately stopped and he
I tried to appease Camala, but she acted like she was possessed and kept trying to drag me to the door. At that moment, I figured something out. She probably had hired the drunkard. She always found me an eyesore because of Gloria. So, she was putting up with this act to have the drunkard kill me. I was in despair. Despite returning to the past, was I still unable to escape the fate of being tortured to my death by a drunkard? In the previous cycle, even though I managed to escape from the drunkard, I still ended up dying at the hands of other drunkards. I had called my brothers behind Camala’s back. Once they heard me crying for help, they sent their bodyguards to capture the drunkard in time, and I managed to survive. But Gloria did not see my brothers even when the curtains closed, and she thought she had been abandoned, so she decided to stab herself with a prop. She died on the spot. I was really sad during the funeral. My brothers held me tightly to comfort me.
It was late at night, and the drunkard banged on the door so hard that it shook. I pushed the couch, table, and all sorts of furniture against the door, but Camala Depp, my aunt, moved them away. She rolled her eyes at me and thought that I was kicking up a fuss over nothing. “Your brothers want to watch Gloria’s theater performance, and they must be busy right now! You can’t bother them! “We just need to open the door and chase him away! That’s all!” When I saw the familiar scene before me, I realized that I had returned to the past. This was exactly what had happened in the past. I had just argued with my brothers and had moved out a few days ago. This drunkard had pretended to be a delivery driver and came over to my place. My brothers were at Gloria’s theater performance. Meanwhile, I had an argument with Camala. I guarded the door and refused to let the drunkard in, but Camala insisted on opening the door for him. In the past, I decided to call my brothers f...
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