Pampered by my three brothers: the return of the neglected heiress

Chapter 1094: You made me sick

[Warning: This Chapter contains triggering content. Proceed with caution.]

"And I'd do it again. This time... I'll wait. I'll wait for him to find something to live for, other than power; I'll wait until he's married and has children, so I can kill them in front of him."

Evil.

That was all Naylani could see as she looked at this young boy smirking at her. He was barely half her size, but she couldn't summon the strength to carry out the growing fear and hatred in her heart. Naylani hung her head low, scratching the wooden floor with her nails.

"You..." she breathed out through gritted teeth, tears landing on the floor. "You... made me crazy."

She bit her bottom lip, looking up at him with rage. "You did this to me. You made me sick."

"I did." The young Zoren crouched down in front of her. "I did, Mother."

His brows rose as amusement filled his eyes the second their gazes met. "What are you going to do about it?"

"You-" her breath hitched, her shoulders shaking as her nails started bleeding from how hard she was digging them into the floor.

"You had a problem that you soothed with a pill. You take them when you're angry, nervous, stressed, or just when you're overwhelmed. Since I'm still in this defenseless body, replacing those pills with sugar is the only thing I can do," he shared indifferently, savoring the look on her face. "It's a good thing I've been so concerned about your health that I did a lot of reading on it. So I know that without it, you'd start having panic attacks, then get anxious, which would eventually turn into crippling paranoia. Of course, whispering in your ear and making things difficult for you hastened the process. And then, you got overwhelmed and experienced your first hallucinations."

since my father is so keen to save you. He would even go out in this weather to fly across the world and get you a specialist who could help. So..." His mouth curled up again as a short laugh

laughing. "I think it's been around a year since then. How much more

that day. She poked her finger down her throat until she started gagging and retching, but she didn't stop until she could see anything but saliva coming

her husband and son. If Zoren had been drinking the milk she served him every night, he would have been long sick-just like his father, who was once healthy and physically fit but had become ill after getting rained a

declining health, and if this continued, Zoren knew his father would soon succumb to it. And Enzo would end up just like Zoren remembered

She has to go.

nothing came out. Grinding her teeth, she slowly gazed up at him and scoffed.

creation? The child you manipulated to control the wealth of your dead husband, just so you could give it

she trailed off as he

its natural innocence, carried a suggestive edge. "Am I real, Mother? Or was I... just another figment of your imagination created

horns like that of a demon. His dark eyes glowed red and black, and

out, tumbling down onto her bottom. "No, get away from

away from the demon before her, shaking her head. She kept begging in

ears. But no

for him to get away, he wouldn't go. The little demon just stood there,

her adrenaline. Pushing herself up, she got to her feet and shoved

hand around his neck while the young Zoren clasped her hand. His

shouldn't have been born!" she yelled at the top of her lungs, squeezing his neck