Ch4 Demons
1040 Words
Lilian shuddered. If she continued to refuse, would he really kill her?
But if she agrees to his proposal, her fate will be worse than death!
Lilian lowered her head, her hands gripping the hem of her skirt tightly with fear, her knuckles turning white. After a brief silence, she answered desperately with no other choice: "I... refuse."
The next moment, the overwhelming malice inside the carriage made Lilian freeze. She dared not look up at the other person, nor did she dare to utter a sound.
She just silently prayed in her heart, hoping that she could return to the modern world after she died.
Rock Johnson almost made a move.
Very good. He had been thinking that once she agreed, he would give her a quick decision, but he didn't expect her to waste his time playing hard to get with him.
If he hadn't promised Balan he wouldn't use force, he would have grabbed her by the neck and made her agree, letting her experience firsthand how foolish it was to toy with a Grand Duke of the Abyss before she died.
“Beautiful lady, I am a gentleman. Although I admire you very much, if you do not accept my proposal, I will have to reluctantly set you free.”
Rock Johnson's smile had faded when he said this.
This was his last chance to give this human woman.
If she dares to continue to tease him, as a form of "gratitude," he will allow her to live to a ripe old age, and every day before her death she will suffer endless torment.
Lilian was stunned by the demon's words.
"Set you free"...
Such a good thing?!
Now, Lilian was even more determined. She looked up at the other person, but when she saw the sinister and demonic appearance hidden beneath that handsome face, she immediately lowered her head in terror.
"I... am not worthy of you, please allow me to refuse." She gritted her teeth and said softly from the bottom of her heart.
Rock Johnson fell into a long silence.
So, is it because he hasn't been to the human realm for so long that it has become a place he doesn't recognize?
He looked at the human woman with her head down, her hands gripping the hem of her skirt so tightly that the veins were bulging, and he struggled to control the urge to strangle her and force her to agree.
Since he has already promised Balan, he will not break his promise.
“Where do you live? I’ll take you home,” Rock Johnson said, almost emphasizing each word.
Lilian almost cried when she heard the demon's words and sensed the undisguised malice within them.
The devil said he'd send her home! Is he trying to make sure she can't escape his clutches?
But then she thought again, she couldn't possibly not go home. If a demon wanted to know where she was, wouldn't it be easy for him?
“My home is in Shiliu Lane. You can take me to the entrance of the lane.” Lilian replied in a low voice, her tone very respectful.
Since there's no way to resist, then accept it...
Rock Johnson didn't know where Pomegranate Lane was, but he knocked on the car wall: "Did you hear that?"
The soundproofing of the carriage was so poor that the two people outside could hear the conversation inside. Upon hearing this, the coachman immediately replied, "Yes, Master Parish!"
The four-wheeled carriage, which had been stationary, started moving. The coachman and the servant sitting outside were both quiet, and the only sounds were the rumbling of the carriage and the sounds of people from the street coming through the carriage walls.
Lilian kept her head down and didn't speak, nor did she dare to look up at the "Young Master Parish," for fear that her eyes and expression would reveal something.
It's good to be home, it's good to be home...
Until Lilian got off the carriage not far from Pomegranate Lane, "Young Master Parish" didn't say anything more. After the carriage door closed, the carriage quickly disappeared from Lilian 's sight. She glanced at her bleeding knee and limped inside.
He said he would take care of her injuries, but he didn't even treat her wounds. She knew that the devil was up to something. Fortunately, she was decisive and neither agreed to his request nor let him find out that she could see him.
She believed that it was impossible for an ordinary person to discover that she was possessed by a demon, and that she must never let the demon know about her ability, which might have come with her time travel.
Pomegranate Lane is located on the west side of Bluestone City. Although it is not a slum, it is not far away. Lilian deliberately got off the carriage early to avoid the appearance of the luxury carriage causing a commotion.
She had only taken two steps inside when she heard someone sobbing softly. Looking in the direction of the sound, she saw a boy of about eight or nine years old struggling to suppress his cries, his body covered in large and small, new and old bruises. Hearing the noise, the boy suddenly looked up, his brown eyes filled with terror.
Lilian pursed her lips, looked away, and walked away silently.
The child was Bobby the butcher's son, and she knew he must have been beaten by his father again. Before she transmigrated, Bobby had beaten his wife so badly that she couldn't move in bed after drinking, and she had also witnessed Bobby beating the child once after she transmigrated. At that time, she naively tried to stop him, but not only did she fail to stop Bobby from beating her, she was also pushed down by Bobby.
This era is different after all. The people around her have long been numb to it all. Wives and children belong to the head of the household; even if someone is beaten to death, no one will care. They are already fighting tooth and nail for their own survival and have no heart to care about the life or death of others.
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