Windy acted as if she was in intense fear. In her agitation, she threw herself into Ron’s arms. He tried to push her away, but he failed and triggered Windy to react even more strongly.
From Wendy’s point of view, it looked like Ron was simply holding Windy. So she forced herself to suppress the jealousy and slowly stood up.
“I moved out when I was 20. I’ve never come back to live here even once. What makes you said I put a curse in this place?” Wendy pointed at the creepy dolls in the room.
The Blooms had obviously expected her words. Murray looked at her with pain and accused her. “If it’s not you, then who else would it be? You hated your sister so much and had bullied her since childhood! There’s a recorder inside the doll. That voice is yours, Wen!”
Hannah took out the recorder and pressed the button. [Doll, oh doll… I hope you can help me destroy Windy, make her disappear from my world forever…]
Wendy’s pupils widened. After a moment of shock, she quickly calmed down. “Guys, this is the age of AI. It’s easy to fake someone’s voice!”
Seeing that Ron was starting to hesitate, a cruel light flashed in Windy’s eyes. She cried even harder. “Wen, why are you treating me like this? I’m your own twin! If you hate me so much, I might as well just kill myself!”
Her words stirred everyone’s emotions, especially Ron. He considered Windy as his savior in the past, so hearing her talk about death triggered his anger.
“Wen, be good. Apologize to Windy. Then let the priest take a bowl of your heart’s blood to break the curse. After that, everything will be forgiven." Even though Ron believed Wendy was responsible for the curse, he was still hesitant on acting fully cruel.
Wendy raised her head suddenly out of shock. “My heart’s blood? Break a curse? Ron, are you crazy? You actually believe all of this bullshit?!”
Ron ignored her and signaled to the bodyguards behind him. As the guards walked toward her, Wendy felt like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered. But she didn’t give up. She grabbed something nearby and threw it at the bodyguards before running as fast as she could.
Wendy forgot that these guards were professionally trained. Before she could even take two steps out the door, they dragged her back inside the estate.
Ron looked at her, disappointment flashing in his eyes. “Wen, it’ll be quick. It won’t hurt.”
The leading guard walked toward her with a knife. Wendy was terrified that tears flowed uncontrollably. Even so, she never begged for mercy.
The knife was sharp. When it cut into her skin, cold sweat covered her forehead. She bit her lip to keep from screaming, until blood flowed from her mouth.
The sound of blood dripping echoed in the huge building. She looked up at the people in the room... they were supposed to be her closest family. So, why? Hatred burned in her heart like a raging fire.
After her blood was taken, all her strength seemed to leave her body. She felt hopeless.
Seeing how weak she was, Ron felt aching in his heart. He pushed Windy away and stepped forward, wanting to hold Wendy in his arms.
