She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 363: Between the Cold of the Dead and Snowflakes

The woman seemed to sense the scrutinizing gaze at the door, and she raised her knife, suddenly turning her head to look. Her breathtakingly fair face was splattered with crimson droplets, and she grinned, revealing teeth whiter than snowflakes.

Her voice was delicate and lingering, much like the melody of ‘The Thirteenth Eye’ she had played that morning.

‘Kelvin, you’re back. Come, take a look at my new creation.’

With that, her blood-stained hands lifted her skirt on one side, while the other held a blood-stained blade, and she walked towards him, her slender feet stepping on the ground covered in spilled paint and gruesome bloodstains.

The little boy was drenched in cold sweat, and his small hand instinctively gripped the door frame as he attempted to flee, but his feet felt as heavy as mercury.

Was she going to kill him, just like she had killed that person?

In his haste to turn around, he accidentally bumped into the wall and blacked out.

Kelvin woke up once again, abruptly awakened by the cold. He slowly opened his eyes to a blinding whiteness; the snow had lessened since yesterday.

It floated down.

Suddenly, an icy hand covered his cheek. The woman was dressed in a long white pearl chiffon dress, her raven hair cascading down her back, blending with the silvery world around her.

She looked as stunning as a sacred goddess emerging from the ice and snow, captivating anyone who beheld her.

‘Mom… Mommy, did you…’

gaze, shimmering and mysterious, made him feel a chill

‘W-What?’

smile, Kelvin couldn’t help but shiver, but he was already out of

in the crimson pool, the vivid red contrasting with the emerald green jade bracelet on her wrist, creating a striking contrast. Then, she smeared her own blood bit by bit onto the little boy’s delicate face, his naked body, and his back. The air seemed to be filled with the nauseating smell of blood,

onto the snowy ground – a skull dyed deep blue, its teeth stained red. Those empty eye sockets

Please… don’t do this, I’m so

‘Mommy!’

by his lack of cooperation, the woman raised her hand and delivered a sharp slap, the crisp sound echoing in

don’t even want me to become the greatest artist in the

was quickly forced back onto the dining table by the woman. Her exquisitely beautiful face turned cold and sinister, and she produced two organ-like pieces that resembled intestines from somewhere… She used them to bind the boy’s hands and wrapped them

on the snowy-white tablecloth like a sacrificial lamb, the woman arranged black calla lilies around

‘Hell! When the hell suddenly changes, and the ghosts howl in the night, how could there

and child zombies feast on hearts, and I’ve finally

sudden realization, she laughed manically and ran into the

who appeared to be around thirty, with a pale complexion. Her two empty eyes stared fixedly ahead, tears of terror streaming down her face. She was dressed in a red floral silk dress that Gracie had hastily retrieved from the wardrobe, showcasing

placed the corpse in a chair by the table and picked up

No, please… Help! Help!

so scary, I hate you! Gracie,

Grandpa… Save me, save me…

elementary school. Faced

the mansion seemed as if they

woman, in particular, paid

finding him too noisy. She grabbed some fresh organs

beneath