Chapter 4

Rusty's screams rang out.

But I seemed stimulated, directly picked up a shard from the ground, grabbed that person's hair, and stabbed it viciously into his eye.

Screams pierced my ears. I was like someone appreciating a work of art, turning my head to see those who had just been pointing fingers at me all fall silent.

No one dared to provoke a lunatic.

Moreover, a lunatic like me who dared to take the life of the Carter family's heir. Even the security guards didn't dare to really lay hands on me. I looked at this group of sycophants, spat out a mouthful of bloody phlegm, threw out the word "trash," and headed in Lucas Carter's direction.

Lucas Carter brought Yolanda to a private room and called his personal doctor.

The doctor carefully examined Yolanda's wound, but Yolanda cried and said, "Don't look at me, check Asher."

"I really didn't expect," Yolanda choked up, "that Gardenia would be even crazier five years later. We shouldn't have been soft-hearted back then. She's appearing here now because she can't let you go."

"Back then, Gardenia loved you so much that the whole city knew. Just because you were a little nice to me, she publicly embarrassed me and even slapped me."

Yolanda wiped away her tears.

"Asher, don't let her destroy our relationship anymore, okay?"

Lucas Carter sat at the bedside, held Yolanda's hand, and softly comforted her. "I won't. Don't worry."

"To me," Lucas Carter scoffed, "Gardenia is nothing but a toy. When we were young, I found her boring and would always lock her in the dark room, scare her with snakes and insects and rats, and found it interesting to hear her cry."

"Later, I discovered Gardenia fed stray dogs every day, so I poisoned several of them. She actually pulled a knife on me over some beasts."

Lucas Carter gritted his teeth.

"That dog deserved to die."

I walked to the private room door and heard Lucas Carter say this.

I remembered that time when Lucas Carter chained me up. For three whole days, Lucas Carter left me covered in injuries. Even so, Lucas Carter had the audacity to grab my throat and demand.

"Don't take medicine!"

I still clearly remember Lucas Carter's sick and obsessed eyes.

"Since playing with you isn't enough, then give birth to my spawn. I want to see if you'll still have such a hard backbone when you're carrying my spawn!"

Later, it was Rusty who found the old master to rescue me. It was Rusty who accompanied me to the hospital, completely eliminating the possibility of me becoming a mother. Even if I could never be a mother for the rest of my life.

I would never give birth to spawn carrying Lucas Carter's blood.

It was also then.

Lucas Carter completely developed murderous intent toward Rusty. My phone vibrated. I looked at the caller and my expression softened.

"You went to the gala in place of your father-in-law?"

That person's tone was gentle.

"I heard your ex-husband is there too. Why didn't you wait for me?"

Hearing that person's voice, I couldn't help but complain. "I'm about to be killed! Before I die, come save me quick!"

I hung up the phone.

I heard Yolanda ask him, "What if Gardenia still wants to be with you?"

Before Lucas Carter could answer.

I kicked the door open directly, met Yolanda's shocked face, and Lucas Carter immediately shielded Yolanda.

"Gardenia! You really are shameless!"

"Chasing us here!"

Lucas Carter looked at me with satisfaction.

"What, want to come back and be Mrs. Carter? Who do you think you are—"

I picked up the knife in my hand, rushed quickly to Lucas Carter, stabbed it into his abdomen, and looked at him coldly with a sneer.

"Lucas Carter!"

"Go to hell!"