Chapter 421
Hannah stood there, her face ashen with fury, watching as the two bodies on the floor pressed tighter together. She trembled in rage, pointing at them with a shaking hand. “Go, pull them apart, now!”
No matter how shameless she was, she couldn’t bear this scene any longer. She was humiliated beyond belief.
“Yes, ma’am,” Atlas uid quickly, rushing forward..
He gripped Henry’s arm and yanked, trying to pull him away. But to his horror, his force seemed to drag Sophia along with Henry, as if they were stuck together.
Henry let out a strained grunt.
Sophia screamed in pain, feeling as if her skin were being ripped apart. Henry
“What the hell is going on!” Atlas asked, his confusion palpable.
At that moment, he realized something wasn’t right. No matter how hard he tried, it felt like Henry and Sophia were glued together. It was as if they were stuck with super glue.
“Are they stuck together? Atlas gasped, his mind racing “Henry, did you swap the lubricant for super glue!”
He couldn’t believe what he was saying–this kind of scandalous news wasn’t new to him.
There were cases where lovers, caught in the act by their spouses, intentionally used glue to trap themselves together, and it became a public embarrassment when they had to be rushed to the hospital.
And now, this bizarre situation was happening to Henry, someone Atlas had once looked up to:
Staring at Henry, once the respected heir to the Bennett family, now reduced to this mess, Atlas felt an overwhelming desire to disappear.
Just as he spoke, everyone’s gaze shifted toward Edie.
“You really think she’s worthy of my attention! And your Bennett family? Do you really think I’d get involved in your mess? Edie sneered, her tone dripping with disdain.
She had no respect for the Bennett family. To her, it was nothing more than a sinking ship.
The more she spoke, the more agitated Hannah became
Biting down on her anger, she gritted her teeth and, despite the pain in her legs, stormed forward. Without warning, she slapped Edie across the face with a loud smack, sending shockwaves through the room..
Edie’s face stung as she stumbled back in disbelief, pressing her hand against her cheek. “You dare hit me? Hannah, you actually dare hit me?”
Hannah glared at her, her eyes filled with cold fury: “What’s it to you? Just because you once had some connection to me, you think you can seduce my son!”
Her voice was venomous “Now that you’re my daughter–in–law, I’ll hit you however I please. You really think you’re something special, trying to play games in front of me
The two women locked eyes, their animosity palpable.
“Fine. Very fine. Edie hissed. “I hope you a don’t regret this, Hannah.
Her makeup, despite its thick layers, couldn’t hide the weariness in her eyes. The weight of the situation was beginning to sink in.
Hannah’s laugh was cold and mocking. “Regres? Do you think you can kill me? Try it. I dare you.”
Edie fell silent, her gaze hardening as she stared at Hannah.
“This is bad, I think the 502 glue mi
ae mixed with some kind of acid–it’s eating
Kaway at Her
́at Henry’s skin,” he said, his voice steady but filled with concer
The argument between the two women balled instantly. All eyes turned toward Caspian in surprise.
“Acid?” Atlas blurted, finally snapping to attention. You mean, Henry’s been set up?”
If this were just a matter of an affair, things wouldn’t have escalated so violently
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Chapter 421
“Call a doctor, quick!” Caspian urged. “I they don’t get their bodies cleaned, they could die.”
His eyes glinted with something almost pleased. Caspian had always been overshadowed by Henry, especially since Henry was the eldest son Caspian had been nothing but a runner–up, even denied a chance to join the family business.
Now, if Henry were to fall, the Bennen family’s affairs would inevitably fall into his hands.
He was confident he could do better than 1 everything
Henry, who had already ruined his own name. If Henry was gone, Caspian could rise and seize
“Doctor Where is the doctor?” Atlas called out, panic rising in his voice.
By pure chance, he spotted a doctor passing by and grabbed him, dragging him into the room. Look at them!” he shouted, pointing at Henry and Sophia. Their bodies are rotting away!”
The doctor, adjusting his glasses, approached the couple with a serious expression. After a quick inspection, he shook his head grimly.
“They’re stuck together. They’ll need surgery to separate them, the doctor said, his tone as grim as his expression. “If we wait too long, the parts where their bodies are fused together will become more and more bonded. The chemicals will continue to corrode their skin, causing widespread damage
The doctor paused, looking at Henry and Sophia with concern. “We’re especially worried about the genital area. If it spreads there, they could lose everything.”
The implication was clear, and the doctor’s reprimanding tone only deepened the awkwardness in the room. Henry and Sophia could barely respond too drained to argue
Sophia, pinned beneath him, couldn’t stop the images flashing through her mind. She was trapped in the bed with Henry, clothes in disarray. The memory of him appearing there, disoriented and vulnerable, had stirred something in her–a desire to take his heart’s blood.
Why had she felt this intense craving to do so? She had never used that method before, not in all her scheming. But today, the urge had become overwhelming
“Henry… Why are you here?” she murmured, her teeth clenched. Her body ached, but her gaze was unwavering, filled with an unsettling resolve. Henry was stunned by the question. He froze, realizing something was very wrong. He was about to respond when the doctor grabbed his arm. “Quickly, lift him up! Move them now!” the doctor ordered.
Before Henry could say another word, he was lifted onto a stretcher by the nurses.
As they nashed him out, the stretcher collided with Edie, who was just entering the room. She winced, feeling a sharp pain, her sweat mingling with her makeup, smearing it as it dripped down her face. She reached up to wipe it away, only to discover her makeup had turned into a greasy mess.
“What the hell?” Edie muttered, staring at the foundation on her fingers in confusion.
Her cosmetics were the best money could buy, never prone to smudging. Yet, the moment she broke a sweat, her face was turning into an oily mess. She quickly pulled out a mirror, her heart sinking as she saw her reflection–her face was smeared, her eyeliner a disaster.
“What’s happening?” she whispered to herself, feeling a cold dread creeping up her spine.
Panicked, she quickly ran to the bathroom, slamming the door shut behind her. Turning on the tap, she rinsed her hands, but when she looked down, the water was no longer clear–it was bright red.
“What’s going on? What’s happening?” Edie muttered, her mind racing
Her gaze shot up, locking onto the mirror. But what she saw made her blood run cold. There was no reflection. The mirror was completely blank. as though she wasn’t even there.
Frantically, she reached out to touch the glass, her breath catching in her throat. “Where’s my reflection? Why can’t I see myself?” she gasped. Horrified, she rubbed her eyes, turned, and tried to escape through the door. But it wouldn’t budge.
Edie kicked at the dour in desperation. When her foot lifted, it felt as though something invisible had gripped it preventing her from pulling it
luck
“Who’s playing tricks‘ Show yourself she screamed, grabbing her bag and hurling it forward, but there was nothing–just empty air.
Turning back, she caught a glimpse of something–two delicate hands, slowly emerging from the mirror.
