A Husband For Killer Mom

176 Ch. 176 The Past (3)

Michele and Anxia’s sisterhood was quite close. Anxia even protested when Master Yu’s right-hand man gave her a light poison to put in Michele’s food. Even though the poison wouldn’t kill Michele, Anxia still couldn’t bear to hurt the girl who had loved her for the past three years.

However, her fear of facing Master Yu’s punishment far outweighed her affection for the Wong family. And the last bit of love she felt disappeared when Master Yu told her that Mr. Wong had imprisoned her father and let him die, and his mother went mad.

At first, Anxia didn’t believe it―even though her mentor kept telling her―Anxia still didn’t believe it. However, Master Yu provided factual evidence and a video showing Mr. Wong scolding and calling the police to arrest her father.

The last thread holding on to his affection for the Wongs had broken, and Anxia no longer argued back. She even let master Yu kidnapped the Wong family and killed Mr. and Mrs. Wong, and let Michele lived because they wanted to take advantage of making her a prostitute. The teenage girl did not want to leave her life to fate and managed to escape from the brothel when she was sixteen. Unfortunately, Ling Meng tracked Michele down, and Master Yu’s men managed to recapture her.

Master Yu didn’t like rebellious people, so he decided to kill Michele. The problem was that the heartless petty older man ordered Anxia as a test of whether Anxia had eliminated all her human feelings. That was why Master Yu had Anxia kill Michele―the first victim who would die at Anxia’s hands as an assassin.

At that time, Michele was still thrashing and crying, but she couldn’t move freely because her hands were tied behind her back. When Master Yu had Anxia kill her, Michele started to have a little hope.

Although Anxia didn’t do anything when the Wong family was shot dead by Master Yu, Michele hoped that Anxia would still be her sweet little sister.

Michele understood her little sister was still too young and scared, so that she couldn’t do anything. Michele didn’t blame little Anxia for her parents’ death. After nearly five years of not seeing each other, Anxia was no longer the weak-looking child she remembered but a teenager with sharp eyes and full of confidence.

Michele hoped Anxia could help her find a way to escape from this place. Plus, Master Yu had ordered all his men to leave this room and left Michele alone with Anxia―Michele hoped that Anxia would take this opportunity to let her escape. However, Anxia crushed her hopes by picking up an extremely sharp knife.

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“Xiao Xia, please don’t. You don’t have to heed that evil man. We can leave this place together and escape to start a new life.”

“...” Anxia didn’t answer and walked towards her in a prolonged motion making Michele’s tears graver. “Why? What happened to you?”

“Nothing happened to me, Jie Jie. From the start, I entered your family on the orders of my master.”

Michele gasped at that―her eyes widened, not believing what she was hearing. “Xiao Xia,” called Michele in a somber tone. “Do you remember when we watched the meteor shower that night?”

“…”

At that time, Michele woke the six-year-old Anxia when everyone in the house was asleep. Michele wanted to show her sister a rare meteor shower. Anxia and Michele sat side by side on the roof of their home, looking at the star-studded sky in amazement.

‘Xiao Xia, hurry up and make a request.’

‘Will it come true?’

‘It definitely will! Come on quickly before the meteor shower stops.’ Michele folded her hands with her fingers intertwined as if she was going to pray.

Anxia felt interested and followed whatever her sister was doing.

‘Xiao Xia, what is your wish?’

Anxia refused to answer her. ‘How about you?’

‘I wish to be your big sister again in our next life. When that time comes, do you want to be my little sister again?’

Anxia didn’t answer her question and looked up at the star-studded sky.

Michele was slightly disappointed that Anxia didn’t answer her question, but she didn’t force it. Anxia was still very young, and they had plenty of time to make Anxia accept the Wong family completely.

At that time, Michele didn’t even think about the possibility that Anxia didn’t want to be her sister. She thought Anxia still needed time to accept others as her family.

But now… when Anxia walked up to her with a knife in her right hand―Michele couldn’t help thinking that Anxia didn’t want to be her little sister anymore.

“That night, I understand that you don’t want to answer my question. We still have plenty of time to get to know each other. But… it seems you don’t want anything to do with us at all.”

Anxia stopped right in front of Michele and lowered her head to look at the girl sitting on the floor with expressionless eyes. In contrast, Michele looked at Anxia, who stood up with her head up with tears in her eyes.

“Xiao Xia. Please don’t do this,” begged Michele, still hoping for the remaining good side that might still be in the girl’s heart.

Anxia crouched down to meet Michele’s eyes. Then she offered her usual sweet smile that Michele had known.

Michele realized Anxia often smiled like this when the girl was with her and her parents. Michele had thought Anxia was sincerely feeling fine while spending time with them. Now that she knew that Anxia had been sent into her family by Master Yu, Michele couldn’t help but suspect that the smile Anxia had been giving all along was fake.

“Jie Jie. Don’t get too tense.”

Michele gulped nervously when she heard Anxia’s voice and her body tensed up as Anxia moved to hug her. One minute, two minutes, up to five minutes, Anxia did nothing but hug the elder sister, making Michele relax. Michele thought she had managed to make Anxia remember their sisterhood―she had believed that Anxia would untie her bonds and let her escape.

But…

Michele felt the oxygen in her lungs being forcibly taken away when she felt a stab in her right abdomen. “An… xia…”

“If you get too tense, you will die in pain. You’d better die painlessly.” Anxia let go of her hug and looked at Michele with the innocent expression she usually showed. “Isn’t that right, Jie Jie?”

Michele couldn’t speak because she was too shocked. Her eyes slowly glanced down where her clothes were drenched in a conspicuous red color.

“You’re not my sister. Goodbye, Michele Wong.”