The Woman From Hell

Chapter 709

I recognized the scar because I was the one who gave i t to him.

"After you were discharged from the hospital that time, I brought you to the house I prepared for you. You were in a terrible state at the time and would often hallucinate. If no one called you, you would sit alone in front of the window, daydreaming all day. I knew you wanted to die, so I sealed all the windows before you moved in. When your illness struck and you couldn't open the windows, you went to search for a knife in the kitchen. Do you know why I was able to show up on time? It's because I installed a surveillance camera in every corner and watched you the whole night without sleeping. When I saw you searching for a knife at midnight, my heart nearly stopped in shock. I tried to snatch the knife from you and you started waving both hands. I did not care if the knife was going to cut me and snatched the knife away from you. The sight of blood brought you back to your senses and you broke down and cried. You caught a high fever overnight and grabbed my hand while apologizing profusely. But how could I possibly blame you? I'll never blame you."

He spoke in an indifferent tone, and his countenance was calm. My chest, however, was in a lot of pain. So

much time had passed that I almost forgot what had happened back then.

He smiled slightly. "Later, you woke up, and I ordered for all the knives and tools to be kept away. I thought that you would stop harming yourself when these items were no longer lying around, but you would still bang your head on the wall. I was still too afraid to sleep at night."

Those days were too hard to get by. One would always choose to forget the most painful memories.

He mentioned it in detail, and my heart ached vaguely yet I could not say a word.

opened my mouth to say thank you. However, it

getting better day by day. I thought you won’t have anymore feelings for

his smile was sarcastic. "Tell me, were

no words to retort,

you know how much I struggled at night? I couldn't sleep at all. All I saw when I closed my eyes was my parents before they died. I wished you were by

and wanted to apologize, but my apology just seemed

love I once had for you has now been

his truest

feelings should

others without getting anything else in return, then

toward Matthew for the rest of

I chose to

went to the kindergarten. However, when almost all of the kids had left, I still did not see Munchkin. I was on tenterhooks. After approaching his teacher, I learned that he was picked up a long time ago