Quincy simply trudged along like a zombie and sat on the couch, looking like she had lost her soul while not saying a word in protest.
The sight of her irritated Greg. Having no patience for words as he started to feel actual disgust, he snapped, “Since you can’t accept Kathy, let’s get a divorce.”
Quincy’s lifeless eyes finally moved then, and she held Greg’s gaze. “Her baby isn’t yours…”
“Stop slandering her already. She never once badmouthed you, and I was the one who deflowered her. Who could be the father other than me?”
He thought her unreasonable, and it infuriated him whenever she kept standing Kathy.
While he used to think that she was kind and understanding, she was now a despicable green–eyed monster! The very sight of her was irksome!
“The son you raised hit me too, remember? Weren’t you the one who educated him, Quincy?”
Greg was still very much furious that lan punched him.
As a man who valued his dignity, how was he supposed to hold his head high if word got out that his own son beat him up?
“What? lan hit you?!” Henry exclaimed in shock.
Greg promptly pointed at Quincy “She talked him into it.”
Quincy was utterly disenchanted then.
She had dedicated her heart and soul to her family, her husband, and her son…only to get this in return?
Rising to her feet, she said, “We should go home, Greg Henry isn’t young. He needs his rest.”
“You’re only realizing this now? What on earth were you thinking?” Greg growled angrily. “You’re the one who brought this matter to him.”
Henry could not bear to listen to any of it, and simply said, “Go home.”
He was too weak and did not have the strength for this
Greg shot Quincy a glare before leaving.
Quincy remained impassive as she followed.
Although they rode in the same car, Greg felt disgusted just being near Quincy and did not hide the annoyance from his face.
Quincy no longer cared, and suddenly said, “Let’s go home and talk things through. Whether you want a divorce or anything else… I’ll agree to it.”
Greg was actually pleased that she was being agreeable just then, and drove straight home.
After he parked the car in the courtyard, he alighted without a care, heading inside right away without so much as a look at Quincy’s way.
Quincy stood beside the car for a while, watching Greg with a look of conflict.
Soon, it was gone and replaced by calmness.
She had come to understand that Greg only felt disgust towards her now.
There was nothing for her to get sentimental about.
As she entered the living room, she picked up the knife left on a fruit plate and stabbed it squarely on Greg’s back!
Greg was caught completely off guard!
However, he simply felt a stabbing pain over his back and did not know what was actually happening.
Wheeling on Quincy, he was ready to lash out at her when he saw the knife in her hand.
His pupils dilated as he shrieked, “You bitch!”
He promptly made a grab for a hand, but she simply pulled back and eluded his grasp.
She was already on a warpath. There was no warmth in her eyes, only murderous spite.
She could not tolerate betrayal of such a degree in the first place anyway!
Thus, she did not hesitate to stab him squarely in the chest then!
“Greg, I’ve been asking myself many questions, but it turns out that I never betrayed you. But what do I get from you now? Hmm?”
Blood was gushing out of Greg’s wounds, instantly dyeing his shirt red. Greg had no strength to retaliate at all, and could only glare at Quincy in anguish.
“You heinous bitch…”
“I’m heinous?” Quincy laughed coolly. “You did this to me!”
Greg suddenly seized her neck with both hands, but he was already drained of any strength.
Quincy knew he could not do a thing, and remained utterly calm, even laughing as she watched him with eyes cold and indifferent. “Even if I die, you’re definitely coming with me.”
She knew that there was no going back after things had come to this.
“I’ve never been abused or humiliated by anyone before, but some young bitch did that to me today, all because of you.”
“Fuck you,” Greg breathed, his face now devoid of color while his vision darkened from blood loss.
Quincy briskly pulled the knife out just then, and blood gushed even quicker out from his chest wound, soon leaving a large puddle on the floor while Greg dropped limply on it with a dull thud.
Remaining impassive, Quincy took out a tissue to wipe the blood on the knife, and then left the house, making sure to lock the door behind her..
She then drove to Greg and Kathy’s love nest.
Kathy was lounging on the couch, dressed in comfortable clothes, snacking on slices of fruit while. watching TV.
Ding–dong-
The doorbell suddenly rang.
She stayed on the couch and asked loudly, “Who is it?”
There was no response.
Ding–dong-
Grapherna
The doorbell kept ringing.
Annoyed, she finally got up and looked through the peephole, and saw that it was Quincy.
Although she was puzzled as to why Quincy would come, the thought of Greg’s backing made her fearless.
She opened the door right then, folding her arms before her chest and asking loftily. “What are you doing here? To beg for mercy? Well, I’m sorry to say that I’m fresh cut of that. Also, I don’t like seeing you here, and you’d better not show up again or I’ll ask Greg to buy me a mansion.”
Quincy smiled. “I don’t think he can now.”
While Kathy noticed that Quincy was much colder than before, she sensed no danger, and acted composed as she reared her chin at Quincy. “Oh, but he will, and he’ll divorce you soon too, and kick a hag to the curb-*
Before she finished, however, she spotted the knife Quincy was holding behind her back.
Her eyes widened in shock.
She quickly turned to run, but Quincy strode forward and grabbed her by the hair, laughing coldly as she did.
“Why are you running? Hmm?!”
Then, as she leaned in so that her face was beside Kathy’s ear, Quincy could clearly feel her trembling. and her smile broadened with horrific bloodlust.
“Oh, it pleases me so much to see you shudder like this.”
As she spoke, she held her knife against her belly–one firm press and it would tear through skin.
Kathy was almost hysterical from terror. “Y–You wouldn’t dare! This is a crime! You’ll go to prison-”
Kathy did not even finish when Quincy raised her knife, poising it as if responding to Kathy’s claims that she ‘wouldn’t dare‘…
New Book: Back Home to Marry Off Myself
Loredana’s father left the family for his mistress, leaving them to fend for themselves abroad. When life was at its toughest, her father showed up with “good news” after 8 years of absence: To marry off Loredana to a paralyzed son of the wealthy Mendelsohn family.
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