Reborn Aristocrat: Return of the Vicious Heiress
chapter-1633

Wen Haowen was utterly stunned by the sight before him. His pupils dilated with fear as he stood frozen to the spot, completely unable to move. His back was drenched and dripping with sweat.

The floor was covered with thick, viscous blood.

And it was flowing down Ning Shuqian’s thighs.

How could a person bleed so much? It must be some kind of hoax!

He had just kicked Ning Shuqian once in the stomach. How could that have caused such a serious injury?

Wen Haowen’s mind went blank, and he couldn’t react at all.

The scene before him was like a deja vu to that time when Mo Yunyao suffered a miscarriage. The horrifying bloody image drew him deep into a living nightmare, leaving him completely unable to struggle.

“I will never let you off even after I die and become a ghost…”

Those words resonated in his ears in that nightmarish voice from so many years ago. Horrifically ghastly faces kept floating about his mind’s eye. Sometimes they belonged to Mo Yunyao, sometimes they belonged to Ning Shuqian.

Wen Haowen’s legs went soft and he shivered all over in cold sweat. He instinctively retreated until he banged against the side table behind him and tripped over to land on the floor with a painful thump.

Even so, he continued to retreat as he called out in a faint, trembling voice. “Shameless slut. Don’t think you can scare me with your fake antics. Let me tell you, I won’t believe you.”

He continued to move backward as he said that.

After retreating a distance, he hurriedly clambered up into a standing position. However, he continued to tremble nervously and nearly tripped again in his anxiety. Luckily, he managed to break his fall by holding onto the side table, propping himself up after much difficulty, before scurrying off.

“Help… help me… pain…” Ning Shuqian whimpered weakly.

Ning Shuqian struggled helplessly. She could feel life itself continually leaking out of her body, which in turn was becoming increasingly cold and heavy. In contrast, her thoughts seemed to be growing lighter and more floaty.

The fear of death had her forcing herself to hold onto her own consciousness.

She did not wish to die!

She still wanted to live!

“You… you… stop pretending…”

Wen Haowen’s body continued to move backward and he banged violently against the wall behind. The pain jolted him out of his daze.

The more he looked at Ning Shuqian lying in the pool of blood, the more ill-at-ease he felt. He would be a murderer if Ning Shuqian really died and would be charged and sentenced for it.

His legs went soft and his vision started to turn dark.

Although he did wish to kill Ning Shuqian earlier, it was just an impulsive thought in the heat of the moment. He had momentarily lost control in his anger at her for making him a cuckold.

He would not really dare to kill Ning Shuqian.

Otherwise, he would be doomed for the rest of his life.

“Hao… Haowen… I am in pain… so much pain… save me…”

Ning Shuqian was still muttering and her body twitching weakly, as she entered the final throes of death. She hoped that Wen Haowen would save her given their many years together as husband and wife.

She could still recall that many years ago right after Mo Yunyao died, Wen Haowen had told her with deep affection, “I will treat you well forever. I will never let you down.”

Those words had now become her greatest mockery.

“Bitch. Don’t play dead with me…” Wen Haowen placed a finger under Ning Shuqian’s nostrils. Her faint breath felt like it would stop anytime. His body went weak as he stumbled backward.

A person could never fake her own breathing!

Wen Haowen’s mind was thrown into a frenzied state.

The images of Mo Yunyao lying motionless in a pool of blood flashed by.

Only to be replaced seconds later by the image of Ning Shuqian in the same exact state.

Wen Haowen was prepared to take flight.

“Don’t… don’t leave… save me…”

Ning Shuqian dredged up her final bit of strength to grab hold of Wen Haowen’s leg. A person faced with death would sometimes perform miraculous physical feats. Her hand managed to hold on so tightly onto Wen Haowen’s leg that her fingernails dug straight into his flesh.

“Bitch, let go of me. Let go of me now or I will turn nasty…”

Wen Haowen was in an absolute panic. He kept shaking the leg that Ning Shuqian was clinging onto, hoping to shake her off. However, she remained unwilling to let go. He had no choice but to reach out and pry open her fingers.

Ning Shuqian’s slender fingers were just skin and bones, but he failed to move them a single inch.

“Save… save me. Otherwise, I… even if I die and become a ghost… I will never… never let you off.” Venomous hatred slowly surfaced in Ning Shuqian’s clouded gaze. Her previously wooden eyes now shone with a malevolent light.

She refused to die!

It was Wen Xinya who had driven her into such a miserable state. She had yet to get her revenge.

Zhang Hui destroyed her everything. She could never let him off just like that either.

Wen Haowen had beaten her up so heartlessly. She wanted him to follow her into hell.

Wen Haowen’s legs went soft.

Chaotic images flashed repeatedly across his mind as ghastly voices reverberated in his ears.

“I will never let you off even after I die and become a ghost…”

“Never let you off even after I become a ghost…”

“Never let you off…”

“Never let you off…”

“You… ”

Wen Haowen suddenly clutched at his own head, desperately trying to drive out those terrible voices, but to no avail.

“If I die… I will definitely… become a malevolent ghost and haunt you every day…” As Ning Shuqian spat out those venomous words, her hatred seemed to give her added strength.

Wen Haowen remained mired in his living nightmare as he kept hollering. “Stop pestering me… stop bothering me…”

Ning Shuqian fixed her clouded gaze on Wen Haowen.

She recalled that very day, so many years ago, when Mo Yunyao died from her miscarriage. She had secretly entered the morgue and pulled off the white cloth covering Mo Yunyao’s body, to sneak a look at her pale face and stiff body.

She no longer held her usual noble elegance.

She no longer possessed her usual lovely grace!

As outstanding as she had been alive, she still ended up in such a pathetic state!

At that point, Ning Shuqian’s heart was filled with smugness.

She had thought: so what if Mo Yunyao is exceptionally talented and beautiful?

Didn’t she still lose out to her in the end?

She thought that after Mo Yunyao finally died, no one else would ever stand in her way again.

Wen Haowen would marry her and she would take over Mo Yunyao’s place to become the true Madam Wen. Everything that had belonged to Mo Yunyao would become hers.

And she would see all her dreams come true!

A life of luxury was even more wonderful than she had imagined.

However, she never expected to end up in such a wretched state.

She had snatched Wen Haowen from Mo Yunyao’s hands, moving up from her position as a mistress and marrying into money.

One day, another woman also snatched Wen Haowen from her grasp and made Wen Haowen completely sick of her.

Wasn’t this how karma worked? What goes around comes around.