The Psychotic Girl’s Revenge

A murmured question, almost like a whine.

Enrico initially thought she was just numb from sitting for too long, but he saw a slow flush of red appear on her pale lips, the blood dripping onto the ground.

The drops of blood, like spreading colors, quickly dissolved in the rain.

“Paige!” Enrico stared at her in shock, his heartbeat completely out of rhythm.

Is the death of this man from the slums causing her so much pain?

Paige felt a tickle in her throat, and when she coughed, the taste of blood came up. She spat out blood and felt dizzy.

She lifted her hand to wipe her lips and looked at the bloodstains on her hand.

So, she was coughing up blood.

No wonder she felt so bad.

Paige struggled to stay upright and looked up, meeting Enrico’s rain-drenched eyes. They were as deep as an abyss, reflecting her pale, numb face and his fleeting look of fear.

She actually saw fear in Enrico’s eyes-drenched fear.

Just like that poor little dolphin.

Paige looked at him, slowly reached up to grab a button on his coat, and whispered, “I’m fine, Enrico. I just can’t understand and feel a bit uncomfortable.”

Arjun said not to be a burden to her, but what was there to burden?

On the surface, it looked glamorous, but was it not still a failure?

The rain fell mercilessly.

Enrico stood in front of her and suddenly understood everything. “Are you holding back?”

His voice carried a sense of helplessness.

“……”

Paige stared at him quietly, blinking eyes sore from the rain, without responding.

“Where are your tears?”

Enrico grasped her wrist tightly, his fingers straining with force, shouting desperately, “If you’re really so uncomfortable, where are your tears?”

Don’t women usually vent through tears?

What about her?

Susan didn’t cry even when she died, only knowing how to eat cold dumplings. Now, even though her older brother died, she still didn’t cry, holding it in until she vomited blood without crying.

“……”

Tears.

Paige slowly shook her head. “I’ve known since I was little that my tears are useless.”

When she was young, Molly’s tears could exchange for everything given by the Clarkes. Her own tears couldn’t even get a comfort.

As she grew up, the people from the slums were so pained that after shedding tears, they’d jump into the sea to end it all. She didn’t want to die, so she couldn’t cry.

Later, she simply stopped crying.

Enrico, listening to this, was infuriated. He gritted his teeth and said, “If you can’t act according to your own wishes even when you’re with me, then what kind of man am I to you?”

“……”

It’s not his fault.

She had long lost her tears.

“I’ll take you to see a doctor!” Enrico moved to pick her up.

“I haven’t got the candy yet,” Paige refused his embrace.

“What candy?” Enrico didn’t understand what she was talking about.

“Arjun left me some candy, told me to come find it.”

Paige looked at him, her voice numb, “I twisted my ankle, and it hurts to walk.”

That’s why she stopped to rest. She was too tired from walking.

The rain had already soaked both of them. Enrico looked at her foot and saw that her right ankle was indeed swollen and red, making him angry. “Isn’t the candy house I gave you enough? What do you need someone else’s candy for? You’re not allowed to eat it.”

She could only have his candy!

Saying that, Enrico tried to forcefully pick her up, but Paige stood stiffly, her eyes silently watching him. She neither struggled nor cooperated.

Stubborn like a mule.

Enrico glared at her, cursing under his breath. He turned his back to her and knelt on one knee, coldly commanding, “Get on.”

“……”

Paige looked at his back, her heart trembling.

“Get on! I’ll take you to find the candy!”

Thinking she hadn’t heard, Enrico shouted again.

It seemed he owed her from a past life, having to carry her to find candy from another man!

“……”

Paige’s long eyelashes trembled. After a few seconds of hesitation, she bent down and climbed onto his wet back.

Enrico wiped the rain from his face, his expression showing his dissatisfaction. He supported her legs with his hands, stood up carrying her, and turned to face the pitch-black night rain, asking irritably, “Where should we go?”

“It should be around here, but we need to find the house number.”

Paige rested her hands on his shoulders and looked down at his impatiently set jawline. “It might be a bit hard to find. My foot is a bit better now; I’ll find it myself.”

“Shut up.”

Enrico carried her to the car, took out a small flashlight, and handed it to Paige.

Without streetlights further in, Paige used the flashlight to guide him, the dense rain appearing especially clear in the light, splashing in the illuminated cobblestone path, creating small splashes.

The houses in this area were not as neatly arranged as in the city, scattered irregularly. Sometimes it seemed like a dead end, but turning a corner revealed more roads and houses.

“Look over here.”

Enrico stopped in front of an old residential building.

Paige shone the flashlight, but it wasn’t the house number Arjun mentioned.Content is © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

Enrico continued carrying her forward. There was a stretch of unpaved path, the ground turned muddy by the rain.

Paige watched as Enrico’s leather shoes sank into the mud with each step, splattering mud everywhere.

They had been walking for two hours.

The rain continued to pour heavily, making it hard to hear their conversation.

“I think you might be in the wrong place. This may not be it.”

Enrico adjusted her position on his back.

“……”

Paige knew he was tired from carrying her. Even with his high status, he probably had never carried someone for such a long time.

But she needed to find Arjun’s candy today.

She said softly, “Can you wait for me in the car?”

“Do you really have to find it today?” Enrico said irritably.

“……”

Paige pressed her lips together, tasting the lingering blood in her mouth.

“Fine, I’ll find it for you, even if it means I’ll get soaked to death.” Enrico continued walking, trudging through uneven, muddy paths.

The road in the rain was difficult, but Paige remained securely on his back, not shaken off.

Paige lay on his shoulder, using the flashlight to guide him. She suddenly heard him say something, but the rain was too loud to catch it clearly.

“What did you say?”

She leaned closer to his ear, thinking he was asking for directions.

Soaking in the rain, she was extremely cold, except for the spot against his back which was damp and warm.

“I said, I wonder if you’d be this upset if I, Enrico, were to die?”

Enrico said with a face full of rainwater.

As he spoke, he felt the person on his back stiffen suddenly. He sneered. If she could vomit blood over someone else’s death, how would she react if he were to die?

He continued to carry her forward, frustrated, when Paige’s low voice suddenly whispered in his ear, “Why die? Can’t you live a long life?”

She knew everyone would die.

But she didn’t want to see the people around her die before her.

“Ha, you wish I could live a long life?” Enrico said mockingly. “I see you’d rather transfer all my remaining life to those people from the slums…”

Before he could finish, Paige’s icy arms tightened around his neck, her slender fingers gripping the flashlight tightly.