All Chapters of I Cut Them Off. Now They Want Me Back!: Chapter 1 - Chapter 5

Evelyn Fenrir dragged a heavy basket of weeds across the prison farm, her thin arms trembling as she struggled toward the haystacks at the far end of the field. The afternoon sun beat down on her back, and every step sent a dull ache through her exhausted body. After three years of hard labor, she had learned that slowing down only invited punishment, no matter how sick or hungry she felt.A sudden commotion behind her made Evelyn turn. One of the guards had brought out a crate of food, and the prisoners immediately abandoned their work and rushed toward him. Evelyn dropped her basket and hurried after them, ignoring the pain in her legs. Food was never distributed regularly here, and missing one meal could mean going hungry for several days.She managed to grab half a piece of stale bread before someone shoved her from behind. Evelyn lost her balance and fell hard onto the dirt, but before she could get up, a heavy boot landed directly on her forearm.A sharp cry escaped her lips as

The moment Camille heard that Kevin Hayes had arrived, she hurried toward the front garden, her earlier weakness seemingly forgotten. A faint blush colored her pale cheeks, and she smoothed her dress as she approached the black luxury car.From a hallway window, Evelyn watched a tall, handsome man step out of the vehicle. His dark suit fit perfectly, and although his expression remained composed, there was something unexpectedly gentle about the way he acknowledged Camille waiting to greet him.Camille reached him before anyone else. "Kevin! I'm so glad you're here," she greeted him brightly, her eyes shining with excitement.Kevin offered her a small smile. "You shouldn't be running around when you're still recovering," he replied, his voice calm but considerate.Camille laughed softly and fell into step beside him as they approached the mansion. Just before entering, Kevin happened to glance toward the windows. His footsteps faltered.For one brief moment, he saw a slender figure st

Julian stood in the kitchen doorway, staring at the woman crouched beside the counter with a piece of cold bread in her hand. For a moment, an unfamiliar discomfort stirred in his chest.Evelyn looked nothing like the sister he remembered.Her cheeks were hollow, her clothes hung loosely around her shoulders, and she was eating leftover food with a desperation that made him wonder when she had last been properly fed. Even her hands looked strange, their swollen joints and discolored skin making her fingers appear stiff and awkward.But Julian quickly suppressed his uneasiness.His twin sister had always been spoiled and selfish, accustomed to getting whatever she wanted simply because she was a Fenrir. Three years at the family's prison farm should have taught her discipline, yet here she was, sneaking into the kitchen and devouring scraps like someone who had forgotten every rule of proper behavior."Evelyn, I'm talking to you," Julian said sharply. "Have you completely forgotten you