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All eyes were on Rafael.
“I… L. Rafael’s lips trembled, but then, as if making up his mind, he finally blurted out, “I need a wife. I saw her, and with her big chest and wide hips, shell definitely bear good children.”
“I want her to be my wife, Rafael declared boldly.
The words hit Freya like a slap to the face. She felt her stomach churn with disgust.
She had never imagined that someone like Rafael–this greasy, middle–aged man–would have his sights set on her. It made her feel suffocated. “Why her!” Odalys asked coldly,
coldly, her voice chilling
“Rafael, now angered, seemed to grow bolder, responding with a sense of entitlement. Why not? You all came to our village willingly, didn’t you?” he sneered
“You’re about to leave, right? But you can’t all leave. You have give me a son before you go, or you won’t be allowed to leave:
e plenty of women. Why can’t you leave me one? I’ve never had kids before. Yo
before. You have to
He spoke as if everything was within his control, as if he could demand whatever he wanted, and no
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would dare defy him.
Odalys listened, her gaze growing even colder.
“You had your sights on Sophia before, and now you’ve turned them onto Freya. I’m curious, who exactly told you to shift your focus?” Odalys asked, her voler low and dangerous
Her words landed with weight, reminding everyone of something important.
Perhaps someone had deliberately steered him toward Freya. After all, men usually only fixate on one person at a time.
It wasn’t com
common for someone like Rafael to suddenly change his target unless he was being influenced by someone else
“… Rafael stammered, confusion flashing in his eyes.
He met Odalys gaze, and those crystal–clear, almond–shaped eyes seemed to have a strange, almost magnetic power. He felt as though they were sucking him in, making him want to confess all of his darkest thoughts.
His fear escalated, and he took an instinctive step back, only to wince in pain as he jarred his wound
A groan of agony escaped his lips.
He clutched his chest, and blood seeped through his fingers.
soon, he’d be in danger of bleeding out. Earlier, he’d noticed
d that this woman had
The flow wasn’t fast, but it was steady, and if he didn’t stop some knowledge of medicine.
She understood herbs and even seemed to take care with her cooking. The mushrooms she picked in the wild–after she handled them–never made anyone sick. He suspected she had some kind of expertise, and now he felt desperate.
“No matter what, I know you know how to treat wounds. You need to stop the bleeding right now, or if something happens to me, you’ll never this village, Rafael said, his voice dark with menace.
Odalys simply stood there, hands casually resting b
behind her back, observing his
pain with a detached expression.
Then, with a sudden movement, st
she reached out and p
pressed a finger to his wound,
“Aht Rafael streamed, his eyes rolling back in pain.
“Dors it hart? Good. This is the price you pay for harassing women, You c else. If you hadict holders in the room if she hadn’t walked in, you might have ended up dead by my hand.” Her words sent a chill through the air, but they were starkly true.
can’t find a wife on your own, and yet you’ve set your sights on someone
“You” Rafael gasped, his chest heaving as h
us lar struggled to way upright.
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The pain an his side was almost unbearable. She had pinpointed the most vulnerable spot on his ribcage, and when she had pressed there, if his rib had snapped.
He placed a hand on his chest, feeling the broken rib dig into the wound, and his eyes widened in terror.
want me to be your wife too!” Odalys raised an eyebrow, her smile barely concealing her amusement.
“Look at me like that! You want me to
it felt as
She had just poked him hard. To others, it seemed like a gentle touch, but she had targeted the most vulnerable spot on his ribs, and with a single jab, it broke.
The crack aligned perfectly with his injury, and he instinctively pressed the wound, realizing what had happened.
For a person like him, if she didn’t teach him a lesson now, who knew how many other women he’d harm in the future!
If she hadn’t been there today, she couldn’t even imagine what might have happened to Freya and the others.
The coldness in Odalys‘ eyes deepened at the thought
“You…. You actually broke my rib” Rafael grunted in pain.
The room fell silent.
Odalys, with her arms crossed, stared at him indifferently. “Are you saying that I broke your rib with just one finger?” Her face was puzzled. She raised a finger and gently poked his shoulder.
Rafael’s face turmed pale as he tried to dodge, but with his injuries, he couldn’t react in time. A sharp pain shot through his shoulder.
“Really? Does this hurt?” Odalys asked, her tone flat, as if mocking him.
She poked Freya lightly, then Selah, asking, “Does it hurt?”
“He must have lost his mind wanting a woman so badly, Freya said with a laugh.
She felt strangely relieved.
Seeing this man looking like he’d swallowed a fly, disgusted but unable to express it, was incredibly satisfying.
“Exactly” She poked me too, and I didn’t feel a thing. Selah said confidently.
What they didn’t know was that Odalys had really broken his rib and injured his shoulder. The pain Rafael was in was very real, and he now realized that this wornan was far scarier than any ghost
He coughed repeatedly, stepping back, his eyes wide with fear.
He wanted to run, but Francis and Stellan blocked his path.
“Want to leave Odalys’s cold voice stopped him. Then tell us why you were hiding in our room, and why you suddenly targeted Freya”
She approached him, holding up her phone. “If you don’t talk, I’ll call the police. We’ve got a photographer, lots of things are on video. You don’t want to get caught, do you?”
Rafael’s mind was crumbling. His eyes shifted from
from rage to fear as he backed away, eventually collapsing to the f
floor.
Odalys watched him panic, exactly as she wanted. She was pushing him to his breaking point, tearing down his last mental defenses.
“It was her,” Rafael mumbled, looking up at Odalys as if an idea had dawned on him. It seemed like he had been the one attacking, but in reality, he was walking straight into her trap.
The pain i
est and shoulder reminded him that if he didn’t get treated soon, he would die. Perhaps death was the only way out now “Will you stopilar bleeding if I tell you?” Hafael asked, his eyes filled with a desperate plea.
damage unless the blade had been laced with something Hut now, he had no choice but to ask her for
Normally, a stala wound would cause such a help
with a hint of inenace. “That depends on whether you’re telling the truth. If you’re just stalling, do you think we’ll
Odalys’s voice was sharp w sympathize with your
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Rafael could hear the threat in her words.
His body went limp as he pointed toward the direction where Group A was staying.
