Meanwhile, at the doorstep, Judith's figure finally appeared.
Judith was so frightened by the scene in the bedroom that she screamed voicelessly.
And the next second, Gu Xici exploded in anger towards the doorway, "Get out."
Judith, frantic, spun around on the spot, seemingly at a loss for what to do next.
Should she call the police? What was happening to the lady of the house?
With a multitude of question marks and driven by Gu Xici's command, Judith could only nod her head in a panic and run downstairs.
Gu Xici's brooding gaze returned to Jiang Yi's face.
He asked, "Jiang Yi, do you hate me that much?"
Jiang Yi, kneeling on the bed, seemed on the verge of collapse, her chest heaving dramatically.
She said nothing, her slender fingers clenching tightly around the sharp shard, its edges already cutting into her palm.
Blood trickled down her pale wrist, starkly conspicuous.
"Jiang Yi, relax, don't be tense," he said.
Gu Xici, in the end, conceded defeat.
