Chapter 4

Since last night, he'd been relentlessly calling, harassing me for compensation. I thought about it. Maybe no one cared about me, but there was one person who'd collect my body.

I dialed that familiar number. The call was answered almost instantly.

"Decided what you're going to compensate me with?"

I took a deep breath, swallowing the bitterness in my throat. "If you want compensation, Liam, you can collect my body when I die."

Silence on the other end for three seconds, followed by his sarcastic laugh.

"Seraphina, you're so vicious and stubborn, you usually live forever. But if you really do die first, I promise I'll give you a grand funeral. The whole Port City will light eternal lamps for you!"

Hearing that, I hung up, satisfied.

Walking out of the hospital, I saw the mother and daughter at the entrance. The little girl patted her chest, saying innocently and firmly, "Who says no one cares about her? I care about her!"

"Alright, let's go, the bus is coming soon." Her mom pulled her, hurrying to catch the bus.

I walked to the parking garage and started my black sedan. Seeing they hadn't caught the bus, I spontaneously rolled down the window. "Get in, I'll give you a ride."

I dropped them off at the city center. They profusely thanked me as they got out.

Just as I was about to leave, an irritating voice rang out.

"Well, well, Seraphina doing good deeds? About time you earned some good karma."

Liam and a few of his friends emerged from a club. Summer Reed tightly clutched Liam's arm, her eyes coldly fixed on me.

I didn't want to get tangled up. I rolled up my window, ready to drive off.

Summer quickly walked over, pressing her hand against the car window.

A fake smile played on her lips, but her eyes were icy cold. "I just found out about your past relationship with Liam. I hope I didn't offend you yesterday?"

I couldn't be bothered to deal with her and started to close the window again.

She gripped the window frame tightly. "Sis, I have something to give you. Really, no ill intentions."

"Stop talking nonsense. Get lost." My patience had run out.

Summer let go. As I started the car, she pulled a small urn from her bag.

"I heard your mom's memorial was destroyed. I was worried you wouldn't have anything to remember her by, so I collected some ashes from the ruins this morning."

Her voice was sweet, but her actions were malicious.

She reached through the car window and poured the ashes directly onto my driver's seat.

"Oh! Sera, why didn't you catch it?" She shrieked, stepping back, her face full of innocence and schadenfreude. "You won't blame me, will you?"

I watched her performance, a furious rage boiling within me, temporarily overriding the pain of my illness.

Good. Very good. She sought me out.

The people nearby, still clueless, praised her. "You're so thoughtful, not minding the bad luck, even bringing a gift."

Summer confidently turned, walking towards the brand-new Porsche in front of me, proudly jingling the keys.

I rolled down my window and called out to her, "Summer Reed, I have a gift for you too!"

She crossed her arms, asking casually, "What are you going to give me?"

I fastened my seatbelt, my eyes locked on her, saying each word distinctly. "I'm going to send you to hell!"

My words hadn't even fully faded when I slammed the accelerator.