Queen Revenge

“Kill me, kill me.”

I hissed, only wanting to beg for a pain.

Susan Su coolly smiled, her eyes were cold, holding the awl knife in the flesh of my thighs turned around, I shivered in pain, struggling hard, hands and feet are bound, struggling and resistance are futile, it will only hurt more, it hurts so much that one would wish to cut oneself.

I was covered in cold sweat, Susan Su pulled the awl knife out with force, blood followed and splashed up, spraying on her face, she smiled and wiped a handful of blood on her face, staring at my thighs, admiring her masterpiece.

“Can’t take it anymore after this has only begun?” Susan Su had a smile on her face, but her eyes were filled with hatred, gritting her teeth, “There’s no rush, let’s play slowly, I won’t play you to death all at once, that’s too boring.”

Thighs because of the pain can not stop trembling, blood also followed the flow, according to this speed flow down, certainly have to bleed to death.

I sucked in large gulps of air from the pain, my eyes wide open so I could relieve the pain a little.

“Su, Susan Su, kill me if you have the guts, kill me.”

Physical pain caused tears to slip from the corners of my eyes.

My fear and pain satisfied Susan Su, she smiled and played with the awl knife, “By the way, did you say that Nancy Richter was in pain when she died, tell me how you stabbed down one by one, how does it feel to kill someone?”

She thought I killed Nancy Richter, too.

Her hand pressed so hard on the spot where my wound was that I couldn’t speak in pain and could only stare at her with a death glare.

If eyes could kill, Susan Su would have been killed a million times over by me.

She leaned over and laughed in my ear, “How did you manage to stab thirty-two times and avoid the vitals with each knife, or you teach me, otherwise later I will be heavy-handed and biased, and play you to death how to do.”

“Ouch!”

I gritted my teeth and inhaled and exhaled sharply.

Blood dripped in threads onto the floor and I was getting pale, feeling colder and colder, my eyelids were barely open, it was close to death.

“Alva Hill, don’t try to die so easily.”

After Susan Su said this through gritted teeth, she shouted outside, “Come in.”

Immediately two men in white coats wearing medical masks came in, carrying surgical tools in their hands.

Susan Su took two steps backward and said, “Don’t let her die.”

The two men nodded and walked toward me.

Susan Su added, “No anesthesia, I’d like to see how long she can endure it.”

Surgery without anesthesia was undoubtedly like taking a knife and slashing at the body directly.

The two men followed Susan Su’s orders, cut open the pants with scissors, and began to clean and sterilize the wound and sew it up.This is property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

I don’t know how I endured nearly two hours of stitching up the wounds, how many times I wanted to bite my tongue and kill myself, but when I thought of the baby in my belly, I gritted my teeth and pushed through.

The feeling of the needle piercing through the skin, the thread passing through the flesh and then being pulled tightly was too clear, and every stitch was like walking through the gates of hell.

Susan Su only let them stop the bleeding and stitch me up, but she didn’t deal with the bone that was pierced.

She was just going to waste my leg, how could she save it.

After the wound was stitched up, my whole body was covered in sweat as if I had been fished out of the water.

Susan Su stood aside and waved her hand for those two to go down, I was already numb from the pain and had no strength, not even the strength to hate Susan Su, I just looked at her silently.

“Take care of yourself, I’ll come back to see you in a couple of days, you must live, if you die, the little bastard in your belly will die too.” Susan Su slapped my face proudly, smiled and limped away.

She didn’t directly remove the child by caesarean section just now because she wanted to use the child to make me pull through, to give me a support to live and continue to suffer from her torment, if the child was gone and there was no desire to live, I would have chosen to kill myself, and she wouldn’t have been able to achieve her goal of retaliation.

After Susan Su left, the room fell into silence again, the air was filled with the smell of blood, the cold air kept seeping in from the top of my head, cold to the bone marrow, and I could only tell if it was night or day from the small window that was open on the top of my head.

I blinked and looked at the skylight, thinking about what Susan Su had said, that I was desperate to escape, that maybe I would really die here and no one would know.

It must have taken a lot of time to be able to build a house under the ground, Susan Su had been plotting revenge since she broke her leg.

Night and day alternated back and forth twice, I was in a daze, one moment I felt cold and my bones ached, the next moment I was hot as if I was in a furnace, alternating between hot and cold, the wound got infected.

The blood on the table had already dried up and turned black. After a few days of no food and no drink, an ordinary person would be dizzy, not to mention the fact that I had lost so much blood, coupled with the wound infection, I didn’t know how I had survived.

Susan Su really as she said, two days later came again, another torture, body added a few wounds, she vented her hate and left.

I felt like I was dying, I was so tired and wanted to just fall asleep.

In a daze, I had a dream that both my legs were gone, and I could only sit in a wheelchair, trapped in one side of the world, unable to go anywhere.

“Alva, Alva, wake up, don’t sleep, open your eyes.”

Who was talking in my ear.

I wanted to open my eyes so badly, but my eyelids were too heavy to open.

“Who told you to lay such a heavy hand.”

Why is this furious voice so familiar.

Who the hell is it?

“BOOM!!!”

With a loud bang, I struggled to open my eyes and vaguely saw a man coming over with an anxious look, his eyes filled with tears and anger.

I smiled, as if I saw a beam of white light hitting my body, ten miles of white clouds tumbling, ten thousand miles of haze, white cranes flying, this is probably heaven.

The eyelids were so heavy.

“So want to sleep.”

“Alva, Alva…”

Someone keeps calling out to me in my ear.

Only the voice seemed different.

The day I completely woke up was the New Year’s Eve, and I had been in a coma for two whole months.

The moment I opened my eyes, I had the illusion of being a world away.

The curtains were fluttering, the distant mountains outside the window were thick with snow, and the trees in front of the window were silver and beautiful.

I blinked my eyes, everything in front of me was still there, it wasn’t a dream.

Memories of being tortured by Susan Su flooded into my mind, and I hastily reached out to touch my stomach, and was relieved when I felt my stomach rise high into the air.

Thankfully, everything was fine with the baby.

I tried to move my legs and sadly realized that my left leg was senseless.

It was ruined, my leg was really ruined.

Obviously already knew the result, but when the leg really can not feel, the heart still can not accept and fear.

I clenched my hand tightly, tried to move my left leg again, and after many failed attempts, I had to accept the reality.

I stared at my left leg, I should actually feel lucky, after all, life is still alive, the child is still there.

I waited for my emotions to ease before I looked around and realized that the furnishings of the room were not a hospital.

I braced myself to sit up and just then the door was pushed open from outside, Martin Mo was ecstatic to see me awake, “Alva, you’re finally awake.”

“You saved me?”

I looked at the excited Martin Mo, and the voice I heard when I was unconscious rang in my ears again.

That voice was like him and not like him.