Chapter 157: Chapter 157 - 157 Ch. 157 Michele’s Threat

157 Ch. 157 Michele’s Threat

For a moment, there was a frightening silence surrounding Anxia and Michele. None of them talk and only glare at each other as if this was a staring contest.

“I don’t buy it.” Michele opened her mouth first as she still couldn’t believe Anxia married Richard out of love.

“What are you talking about?”

“You don’t love him, do you? You only use him to get at me.”

“Why should I enlighten your curiosity? I never know you are a busybody woman. Mind your own business.”

“I don’t care if you get entangled with someone else. But you marry my husband’s twin brother instead. I’m sure it IS my business to know your purpose, recalling what kind of person you are.”

“So noisy. Richard is my husband, whether you like it or not. Beloved Sister Michele, please do be careful. If you give your care to my husband too much, your husband will be jealous. Unless you want to create a civil war? Is that what you want?”

“I’m just curious about something. Does he know your past? Does he know what you did to me?” Michele made sure her every word stabbed at Anxia’s heart like a sword. “Will he still value you after knowing the truth thirteen years ago?”

Anxia’s heart rumbled even more as she realized where this conversation was going. On the contrary, Michelle smiled even more widely, seeing Anxia’s pale face, and walked around her as if she was an interrogator who was toying with her ‘prey’ before feasting it.

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“You think he’ll still stick around for you once he finds out who the first victim you killed is? Tell me Xiao Xia, ah no. I feel sick just calling you the old endearment name. Qiao Qiao is more suited for you―Master Yu’s number one killing machine. Am I right?”

“Stop,” begged Anxia with labored breath. “Please.” Anxia clenched her fists until her nails dug into her flesh to restrain her turmoil heart.

“Tell me, Qiao Qiao. What was the name of your first victim, huh?” Michele stood upright before Anxia and asked in an ear-splitting voice as if she was desperately asking for help.

Anxia raised her head to look straight at Michelle. She saw eyes filled with hostility directed at her. Anxia knew that look of hatred all too well because she had once looked at someone with the same look.

That light in her eyes made Anxia survive the torment and punishment that Master Yu gave her. That feeling of hate has kept her alive until now because she has one goal in life.

Revenge.

Anxia was sure Michele also thought the same as her, and the woman hated her and wanted revenge against her. It explained why Anxia always felt wary and didn’t like it when Richard mentioned Michele’s name in front of her.

She once hated Michele and tried to ruin her life, but after she met Richard, she realized her hatred toward Michele was not as big as she believed. Michele’s parents destroyed the Zhao family, and the daughter had nothing to do with it. Thus Anxia stopped planning something evil against Michele a long time ago. However... it didn’t mean Michele would let her off the hook. And that was what Michele did―intimidate and corner her with words.

Anxia wasn’t someone who was easily intimidated, but she knew that, sooner or later, she would have to face her past sins against her enemy’s daughter.

“You. You are my first victim.”

Michelle straightened her back while giving Anxia a mocking smile. “You don’t seem the least bit sorry for killing me. It’s amazing.”

“You are not dead.”

“Right. You must have been disappointed when you discovered I was alive and saved by Raymond. I think God loves me so much that he gave me the strength to run and encounter my husband. Otherwise, I would be really your first blood.”

If only Anxia had not fallen in love with Richard, she would be feeling this miserably.

“I heard a strange rumor a few years ago―someone deliberately framed Richard, and he slept with an unknown woman.” Michele’s sudden remark caused Anxia to clench her fist tighter, and her heart jumped out of its place.

How did Michele find out?

“What a coincidence, the place that happened was the same place my husband was invited to a ball. I wonder who that woman is.”

“...” Anxia kept her mouth shut, tried to maintain her fake mask, and kept a straight expression.

“Does Raymond know about it? Does my husband know you almost tried to seduce my husband by drugging him? Was my father-in-law aware of your dirty plans?”

“Enough! What exactly do you want from me?”

“I’d like to see your miserable look. I want you to feel what I felt at that time. What would happen if I exposed all of it to my husband and Stanley? I’m sure they’ll try to kick you out of their family. I wonder if they had already slept by now.” Michele turned back to her room with a triumphant smile adorning her lips.

Afraid that Michelle would tell Raymond and Stanley about her wicked act of drugging Richard six years ago, Anxia grabbed Michele’s hand.

Michelle thought Anxia would act recklessly by hitting her or killing her right then and there. But she was even surprised when she saw the pleading gaze and a desperate, helpless voice escape from Anxia’s mouth.

“Please. Don’t tell them. Please don’t say anything to any of them.”

Earlier, when Michelle managed to calm her mind by the pool, she decided to return to her room when she heard the sound of two people’s conversation. Michele chose to keep going because she wasn’t one to eavesdrop on other people’s conversations. But the moment she heard a sentence, her steps stopped.

‘So you spilled tea on Michelle just because she wouldn’t let Lori near Eugene?’

This voice was Richard’s, and obviously, the other party was Anxia.

Feeling curious about the answer, Michelle strolled closer to hear the couple’s conversation. Through their interaction, Michele could tell that their marriage was out of love, but she still couldn’t believe it.

To Michele, Anxia no longer had a human heart, so the assassin couldn’t possibly fall in love. That’s why Michelle wanted to make sure of it by threatening Anxia, which she didn’t mean.

Seeing Anxia’s teary eyes and desperate begging tone made Michele feel sure that the other girl in front of her was not the heartless little Anxia she had known.