Chapter 4
Darcy fluttered into Felix’s arms like a butterfly, completely changing from the vicious woman who had just tormented me. She spoke in a sweet, almost childlike voice, “Babe, where have you been? If I hadn’t come, I wouldn’t have known someone snuck in here trying to seduce you!
“You won’t believe what that awful woman was doing when she snuck into your house. Just look at the mess she made! But don’t worry. I’ve already taught her a lesson!” Darcy grabbed a handful of my ragged hair and yanked me toward Felix’s feet, pushing the blame onto me once more. She even kicked me as she spoke.
“Babe, look, she’s already apologized. Just make her pay a fine and be done with it,” she added, trying to play the innocent angel, her face as sweet as could be.
Felix looked at me, covered in blood and disfigured beyond recognition, and didn’t even recognize me. To him, I was just an intruder who had ruined everything. His eyes burned with rage and madness.
“Get rid of her. Make sure she doesn’t die too quickly,” he ordered coldly.
The bodyguards rushed forward, dragging me away like I was nothing more than a dead animal. I wanted to grab his pants, to cry out, but my broken fingers couldn’t hold on. All that came out of my mouth was a weak rasping sound.
Everyone, including Darcy, was startled by my struggle, but soon, she flashed a triumphant smile, as if to say, “See? I’m the one Felix loves. I was too easy on you. I wish I had done more damage!”
Right then, Mona came in carrying groceries, her eyes widening at the sight of me. She muttered, “What did you do to her? What if Ms. Hayward sees her and gets startled?”
Mona hurried inside to ask what I wanted for dinner. I hated being called Mrs. Palmer, especially since I had no interest in a relationship with Felix. So they all called me Ms. Hayward instead.
But when Mona entered the room, she couldn’t find me. She only saw the chaos, and she panicked. She rushed back outside, calling out, “Mr. Palmer! Ms. Hayward is gone!”
Felix’s face twisted in panic. He shoved Darcy aside and stormed through the villa, frantically searching for me, his rage boiling over.
