Chapter 1944 You're Digging Your Own Grave

Andrew looked confused. "What do you mean?"

Margot muttered, "You're digging your own grave."

"You!" Andrew was infuriated and slammed the table in anger. The wrinkles on his face creased.

Margot smiled. "You must feel angry, right? You want to tear me apart?"

Andrew glared at her. "Who are you?"

Margot had completely lost the previous casualness. Now, she exuded a demonic presence, like a cruel beast radiating endless malice.

Margot's smile deepened. This was a familiar feeling. After all, this was what she had been through in her past life.

She was helpless against his coercion and cursed bugs, only able to watch her beloved person die.

That pain, that hatred, she wanted Andrew to experience them!

Margot stood up and walked straight for the exit. "I will become the person you hate the most. But you can't help but feel helpless since you can't kill me."

The door closed again, and Andrew's furious roar echoed behind her.

But it was futile.

The sunlight fell on Margot, dispe