All Chapters of Defy Me If You Can: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

As she entered the carriage, Jane's eyes remained glued to the bright red shoes upon her feet. She couldn't help lowering her gaze every now and then, almost as though she was afraid they would disappear the moment she looked away. Victor couldn't see what had captured her attention so completely, but he didn't need to. The slight quickening of her heartbeat, the subtle change in her breathing, and the occasional shift of her posture told him everything he wanted to know. His gift had delighted her far more than she intended to let him realize.Jane tried her best not to show it. It was only a pair of shoes, she repeatedly reminded herself. There was no reason to become this happy over something so ordinary. Yet every pair she had owned before had either been too worn from years of use, stitched together so poorly that they barely fit her feet, or handed down from someone else without a second thought. The back of her heels had long since grown accustomed to being rubbed raw until the

Being quiet, Jane didn't pay much attention as the conversation flowed from one side of the long dining table to the other. She had no intention of involving herself in whatever topic the vampires found entertaining today. Listening too carefully only meant inviting trouble, and trouble was the one thing she had been trying to avoid ever since arriving at the Sayor estate.Instead, she simply lowered her gaze and focused on the food placed before her, pretending that the voices drifting around the room were nothing more than distant background noise.The people gathered inside the dining room were by no means ordinary.At the very head of the table sat Madam Sayor, carrying herself with the same imposing dignity that seemed to belong only to women who had ruled households for centuries. Every gesture she made was slow and elegant, yet beneath that refined exterior lingered an authority that no one around her dared challenge.Seated beside her was Senior Mr. Sayor, Vanessa's father.Co

Both Jane and Julius turned their heads toward the deafening sound at the same time. The unexpected crash startled them both, but Julius reacted more instinctively than she did. His grip around her wrists tightened so abruptly that Jane winced in pain, her eyes widening in surprise. She knew he had been startled, but she had never imagined someone with such a gentle disposition could possess that much strength. For a brief moment, it felt as though he could crush the bones in her wrists without even realizing it.“What was that noise?” she asked quietly after feeling his fingers loosen. It seemed he had only just realized how tightly he had been holding her and immediately relaxed his grip, a flicker of guilt crossing his face.“It came from the dining hall,” Julius answered, his expression growing increasingly pale.Jane blinked.The dining hall?It wasn’t particularly close to Julius’s room. In fact, there were several corridors separating them. Yet Julius had answered without the s

This Jane seemed to be furious at him but also seemed unable to directly kill him, which made Victor wonder what sort of requirement was needed before she would decide to take someone's life. Considering there was a human body not far from them and the wound on Liliana's body, wounds that only she could have inflicted, could it be the death of others? Or perhaps it had something to do with intent? Whatever the answer was, she clearly wasn't attacking him despite having more than enough opportunities to do so. If this Jane truly wanted him dead, she should have already plunged the candle holder into his chest the moment he grabbed her hand."Do you think I won't kill you?" Jane asked him. This Jane stared at him as though she was debating something within herself. Though she had been resolute when killing Liliana and had shown not a single ounce of hesitation while tearing her heart out, now she seemed to be measuring whether it was right to take his life or not. Her eyes remained fix

AA few minutes before the disaster.Sitting blankly at the dining table was Victor. He could hear Grandmother Sayor going on and on about the wonderful works the Elders had done for them, praising their decisions and speaking about them as though they were the most important people in the world, while Victor remained completely unbothered on the surface. His eyes were fixed on nothing in particular, his expression empty as though he couldn't even see what was directly in front of him. He had long stopped listening to what she was saying, letting her words pass through one ear and disappear through the other without bothering to respond.But there was one thought that refused to leave his mind.Jane.The fact that she had so willingly left his side to serve someone else made his grip around the fork and spoon tighten even more. His fingers curled around the utensils until his knuckles almost turned pale, though his expression remained as still as ever. He couldn't understand why somet