Semua Bab Blood of Regret: Bab 61 - Bab 70

Martin somehow looked as haughty as ever.In contrast, Yvie appeared overjoyed as she stared at her own belly, looking forward to the birth of her child.I chuckled in irony. If I was alive, what would Martin do about my pregnancy? Would he force me to get an abortion, or just punch me in the stomach until he was sure I miscarried?There was nothing he wouldn't do, after all.Still, they heard me chuckle and turned toward me, and I saw the surprise in their eyes.Martin paled as he hurried to me. "Bea…"I frowned—Beatrix resembled Beatrice, but not to the extent that Martin would get the wrong person."Who are you?" I snapped at once.Martin paused and staggered backward in disappointment after staring at me for a while."Lunatic…" I breathed as I strode past him, my knuckles clenched."Martin, it's not Bea—you've got the wrong person," Yvie called out to Martin, choking with tears as she hugged his arm. "You have to get over her… you can't raise the dead. Do it for our bab

Unsure if Lynn would believe me, I watched her nervously as I asked, "Do you believe in an afterlife? It's me, Bea…"'Lynn clasped her hand over her mouth as she stared at me in shock, her eyes widened and her pupils dilated.She was left silent for a long while, likely because what I told her was as ridiculous as it was unbelievable.After a long while, she frowned, looking a little upset. "What do you want from me? How'd you know those things, and do you take me for a sucker, trying to impersonate Bea?""Just calm down." I threw my hands up and mentioned why she was suspicious. "You suspect that I'm a murderer, don't you? That I must have tortured her to talk about you, to further convince you?"Lynn did a double take, but was only more wary as she definitely wondered about that.I kept my hands up as I continued, "In that case, how about this? You can ask me anything about Beatrice—there's no way she would've told me everything, right?"Lynn's eyes were reddened and welling u

Hector had his men beat up Star.Sure, they had a reasonable excuse of punishing him for trying to run and were worried he would hurt someone, but one could argue they were just venting their frustrations.Still, Hector had to hold back from murdering Star, since there was no telling if my baby would be safely delivered.If anything, I knew that he was waiting for that—once the baby was here, he could kill Star and cleanse the blemish off the family's good name."What are you doing here?" Hector growled when he saw me. "There's blood in here, so run along and take care of your baby."I looked at Star, who was shielding his head but glaring at Hector murderously.Even if these people killed him now, he would remain defiant.As such, I spoke quietly despite my fear, "The doctor said that my pregnancy still isn't certain, and I might suffer a miscarriage unless I stay calm."Hector laughed coldly. "Is that so?'The maid behind me hurried forward. "Yes… I was there with Mrs. Lachm

There was nowhere to run, so I had to improvise. "What are you doing, Uncle Hector?""It really is a waste that you have to be with that lunatic." Hector grinned. "But there's still time, so why don't we seal the deal right now?"I forced a smile despite my disgust. Why were people like him always alive and well?"Is this really okay? Can't you afford to wait?" I asked. "The doctor said that I just got pregnant, and your father really wants this. If we lose the baby…"Hector narrowed his eyes gleefully as he held my chin. "Oh, you're such a minx. Sure, let's wait… I have all the time in the world…"I frowned and turned my lips away, and that annoyed him."What, can't even let me have a little kiss?" he growled. "Do you think chastity returns to sluts?"He was clearly losing patience, but I couldn't keep up the act any longer either…Thump!Amid my panic, I suddenly realized Hector had collapsed on the floor.I looked up in shock to see Star holding a baseball bat, which he mu

I chuckled coolly and tried to sidestep him. "You're really interested in me, aren't you?'However, Martin suddenly grabbed my wrist, his gaze ablaze as he studied me."Why do you resemble her so much…?" he breathed, as if to himself.I really didn't want him to recognize me, or that would make everything a lot less fun. "What are you talking about? I'm Miguel Lachmann's granddaughter-in-law—don't you think this amount of skin contact is too much? If I didn't know better, I'd say you're interested in me…" I asked, deliberately raising my voice to make Martin look like he was challenging the Lachmanns.Martin frowned but released me. "Sorry. Got the wrong person."I sneered as I went upstairs right away, only for Yvie to intercept me atop. "You really resemble Beatrice Cox."I looked around before grinning at her. "Really? And what, are you afraid?"Yvie narrowed her eyes threateningly. "You'll never replace her.""Then what are you worried about?" I shot back. "Maybe you're w