495 Her Demons (1/2)

”Yu Zhen, don't,” she warned. ”I will get my revenge on her, but it will not be with aphrodisiac. I changed my mind. I have a punishment that is worst than being defiled.”

She was met with silence.

”Yu Zhen—” her voice died off.

Yu Zhen stepped out from the shadows. His scowl did not disappear from his sharp and handsome facial features. He looked cruel and vindictive, as if he was on his way to murder someone. There was nothing she could do to stop him.

Without casting her a single glance, he sauntered past her. Li Xueyue noticed his hands were empty.

Li Xueyue stared ahead. ”If you do this,” she slowly said.

Her voice was light and airy, for she had reached beyond the point of anger. Even though she itched to throw something at him, even though she itched to lash out, she did not. She was not the type to throw a tantrum.

Even so, she dug her fingers into her palms, her paling hands trembling at the force. She turned her head towards him. He had paused.

”You are no better than Lady Ge.”

Yu Zhen didn't even blink at her words. He simply laughed.

Li Xueyue shivered. His laughter was cold and devoid of warmth. He had long abandoned the light. The darkness was his home. He was raised in it and had made it his domain.

Heartless, immoral actions like this did not even faze him anymore. She should've known.

”Good.”

He stormed out of the cellar, his footsteps heavy and cold.

”Yu Zhen—” Li Xueyue turned on her heels.

Her face paled when she realized what he was doing. Yu Zhen had reached the top of the stairs. He made eye contact with her before placing a hand on the cellar door.

”Yu Zhen, wait!” Li Xueyue demanded.

Li Xueyue rushed forward, but it was far too late. She watched in pure horror as he shook his head in disappointment. Just as she set foot on the staircase, and reached a hand out to stop him, the cellar door was slammed shut.

Li Xueyue's heart plummeted to her stomach. She pounded on the wooden door, again and again, knowing it had not been locked.

”Yu Zhen, you damn bastard!” Li Xueyue screamed. She tried to force the door open, but it would only budge upward a little bit. No doubt, he was standing on top of the door. He must be. It would be the only reason why she could not push it open.

Yu Zhen could feel the ground shaking underneath his boots. He heard her aggravated cries as she repeatedly pounded on the door, but he remained in his spot.

He could hear her faint screams. ”I hate you, I hate you so, so much!” she roared.

Her pounding stopped.

Yu Zhen could picture her huffing and puffing, her chest rising and falling in infuriation. She might be plotting hundreds of ways to murder him, and he'd let her. But only after taking revenge for her.

Her first fault was being too kind, her second was being too passive. He would never let anyone get away with hurting her. Even if he had to steal this so-called satisfaction that fueled her.

”Don't be so angry, Sunshine,” Yu Zhen finally said. He placed a hand on the door, hoping she would understand him.

”I am doing this for your sake.”

Yu Zhen heard her body slump against the door, most likely, out of frustration. She was likely seated on the steps, grumbling about what a horrible husband he was.

”I will let you out as soon as I am finished.”

Yu Zhen grabbed the paperweight key and hesitated for a brief second. Finally, he understood how she must've felt. In the blink of an eye, compassion surged through him, and he questioned his own actions.

But unlike her, he knew how to reason with himself. Yu Zhen placed the paperweight back onto the door and moved it around in the same pattern as before until he heard a familiar click.

Li Xueyue was locked inside.

Yu Zhen began to rise, only to freeze at her words.