However, after the ceremony began, the bride still hadn't arrived. Cyril's face paled. He called the crystal transmission countless times, but received only a cold response:
" Cyril , I don't want to be bound by a blood pact so early. I want to go to the human world."
At that moment, Cyril 's patience was completely exhausted.
His eyes were bloodshot, and he suddenly raised the Holy Grail in his hand: "Today is a blood contract. If the bride does not come, I will replace her."
The whole audience was in an uproar, and many vampire girls were ready to make a move.
Blair's heart was beating wildly. She knew that if she didn't stand up now, she would never meet him again in this life.
So she bit her fingertip, walked out of the crowd, and dripped her blood into the Holy Grail.
That night, she put on her ill-fitting wedding dress and made a blood pact with him in the presence of the entire clan.
And the man who didn't even remember her name became her husband from then on.
For three years, she carefully guarded this blood contract.
They treated each other with respect, but there was always a thick layer of indifference between them.
Until a month ago, Su Qiyao returned.
Blair looked at the man who was wavering, conflicted, and hesitant between her and Su Qiyao, and finally understood:
It's time to end this ridiculous dream of mine.
Blair was pushed into the temple's healing room by the sudden backlash.
Her blood vessels burst, and crimson continued to flow from the corners of her lips. The waitress frantically dialed the crystal voice transmitter again and again.
Finally, the call connected. Cyril 's voice was low and impatient.
"A mere disturbance of blood and breath, why panic? Vera just fell asleep. Can you afford to wake her? I have other priorities."
The voice transmission suddenly stopped, and when I called again, it was completely silent.
The maids looked at each other in bewilderment, unable to help but whisper, "How could a master put his nephew's rest above the life of a blood-bound person... How absurd."
Blair felt a chill in her stomach.
She suddenly remembered the young man who had sworn to protect her in front of his tribe members. Now the oath had become a joke.
When she woke up again, she was being forcibly injected with the blood of a foreign race and her face was pale.
Cyril pushed the door open, his eyes filled with worry. " Blair , how could you be so weak?"
She closed her eyes and said nothing more.
Cyril angrily scolded the healing maid: "After such a mistake, no one will escape alive! If anything happens to her, your entire clan will pay with their lives!"
The waitress trembled as she defended herself, mentioning the voice transmission yesterday.
Cyril was stunned for a moment, his eyes flickering, and he turned to Blair : " Blair , at that time I thought...it wouldn't be that serious."
She said softly, "No need to say more, I understand. After all, you care about someone else."
He was stunned for a moment, then reached out to hug her: "You are always so tolerant... Vera is the only heir to the Zhou family, and I have the responsibility on my shoulders. Your understanding will make the whole family grateful to you."
Soon, Una came over with a bowl of steaming hot soup and smiled gently, " Blair , you've lost a lot of energy and blood. I made this soup myself. Drink it and you'll recover faster."
When she bent down, the faint traces of blood between her collars were clearly exposed.
Blair's chest tightened, as if her heart was being squeezed.
When she opened the soup bowl, she was overwhelmed by the bitter smell and couldn't help vomiting.
Una's expression froze, and then she said with a look of grievance that seemed to be about to cry: "Is it because my craftsmanship is poor, or do you despise my kindness?" She raised her arm, revealing the marks of burns.
Cyril frowned, his tone tinged with dissatisfaction. " Blair , Una meant well. Why are you reacting like that? She got up before dawn just for you."
