Queen Revenge

The two people who were once red-faced, ah, are now red-eyed.

Warm blood slid down the knife into my hand, and I laughed sadly, “So your blood is also hot, but why are you cold-blooded and heartless.”

Walker Richter stared at the knife in his chest, his deep eyes covered in sadness, he looked up and looked at me with a sadness I had never seen before.

He said, “Alva, is this cut enough? Not enough for another cut, right here.”

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Blood continued to gush out, my hands were all slimy and I backed away in fear, the knife fell to the ground and the blood from it splattered on the ground like a small flower.

“Why, why did it turn out like this.”

I almost broke down, how could he act as if nothing had happened, not a trace of guilt in his eyes, why did he have to ruin everything.

Under the influence of alcohol I felt like a crazed lunatic, how else would I have dared to stab him with a knife?

Walker Richter was holding the wound in his hand, blood spilled from his fingertips, down his arm, and dripped into the bathrobe, staining the white robe red.

“Alva,” Walker Richter stepped forward and stumbled, falling straight to his knees, his face even paler.

I was scared out of my wits and sobered up most of my wine.

“Walker, Walker,” a startled voice came from the doorway of the room.

It was Mr. Richter’s mother, who should have been lying in bed, paralyzed by poisoning.

She was on her feet at this time, her legs were sharp, and she immediately ran towards Walker Richter.

I was right at first, Mr. Richter’s mother didn’t have a paralyzed stroke at all, she was able to stand up.

“Walker. “Mr. Richter’s mother looked at Walker Richter, who was bleeding profusely and as pale as a sheet of paper, and anxiously shouted at the outside: “Somebody, somebody, call an ambulance.”

Walker Richter collapsed on the ground, those eyes have been full of grief looking at me, lips wriggling, seems to be trying to say something, that look with the memory of Ulysses Will collapsed scene overlap, at that moment, my tightly wound nerves collapsed all of a sudden.

“Ah!”

I hissed, turning and running.

I ran out of THE Richter family, breathing in the wind of the cold night, before looking at my blood-filled hands and realizing that I had hurt Walker Richter, that all at once I fell to my knees and lost my voice with my hands on the ground.

The pedestrians who passed by looked at me with strange eyes.

Later it was Yao Mubai who found me, he looked at my hands were bloody and lost in thought, he rushed over, “Alva Hill, what’s wrong with you?”

“Yao Mubai, I hurt Walker Richter,” I grabbed Yao Mubai’s hand and looked at him, my last bit of strong support dispersed, all the fear came out and I cried uncontrollably in front of him.

“Don’t be afraid, it’s okay, I’m here.” Yao Mubai carried me to the car, his arms are really warm, listening to his strong heartbeat, the fear in my heart is also less.

The next day, I turned myself in.

I confessed to killing Walker Richter.

The police, however, told me, “Walker Richter didn’t die, he was taken to the hospital in time, his life was saved for the time being, but this is also an intentional homicide on your part, you turned yourself in, and you will be dealt with with discretion on the court’s side when the time comes.”

I didn’t really care if there was any leniency, I even hoped that shooting me and dying would be the end of it.

If Ulysses Will hadn’t come to the rescue, he wouldn’t have died, it should have been me who deserved to die.

I was temporarily taken into custody, Yao Mubai got the news and came to see me, hating me and saying, “Why are you so stupid. ”

I looked at Yao Mubai as if I were dead: “This is what I deserve.”

This may be the only way for me to atone for my sins, only in this way will my heart feel better.

Yao Mubai looked at me with a burning gaze, “Alva Hill, put away these messy thoughts.”

Fiona Croix also came to see me, she was angry and anxious: “Alva, why are you so stupid.”

“Fiona, Ulysses Will is dead, he died right in front of me.” I couldn’t get over the thought of Ulysses Will’s death, the whole world in tatters, not to mention that it was Walker Richter who killed him.

“But you can’t go and kill Walker Richter either.”

I looked at her with two empty and lifeless eyes, “I should have died a long time ago, when Bella Hill set fire to me, it was Ulysses Will who rushed into the fire and saved me, without him, there would be no Alva Hill now.”

I wish I had died back then.

“Alva,” Fiona Croix stomped her foot impatiently, “You can’t have that, think about sweetheart, you’re in jail, Walker Richter is in the hospital with serious injuries from you, your own parents killed each other, how do you expect her to take it. ”

I wasn’t thinking about sweetheart at the time, if there had been so much as a hint of consideration, I might not have been able to bear to lay a hand on him.

When I thought of sweetheart’s cute and innocent appearance, tears once again welled up in my eyes, and my heart ached so much that I couldn’t even breathe.

Before Fiona Croix left, she kept playing the affection card with sweetheart, telling me not to give up.

All I could think about was sweetheart, I had regrets, but I couldn’t go back.

I was released after being locked up inside for three days, and it wasn’t Yao Mubai who saved me, but Walker Richter who gave up suing me.

I was surprised to hear this news.

Didn’t he want me dead before? Why would he let me go?

I walked out of the police station, the Richter family butler came over, “Miss Hill, the old lady is waiting for you in the car.”

Mr. Richter’s mother?

She was seeing me at this time for no other reason than Walker Richter.

I glanced in the direction of the car and hesitantly walked over to it, pulling open the door and getting in.

The driver and butler were waiting outside.

Mr. Richter’s mother’s face was cold, and she kept pulling a face, “Alva Hill, you almost took Walker’s life with this knife, how could you have the heart to do it to him, that’s the father of your child.”

“Old Lady, I’m sure you know in your heart what Walker Richter has done, and you know why I laid my hands on him, Ulysses Will is dead, Walker Richter killed him, and he deserved to die.”

“Walker killed him? You saw it with your own eyes? You clearly watched it was him?” Mr. Richter’s mother said, “Alva Hill, my grandson I know it well.”

I didn’t see the man’s face with my own eyes, the man wore a mask, even his voice was processed, and I looked at the mask and recognized it as him, and he didn’t deny it when I killed him.

But now, when I think about it, I feel that there are suspicions everywhere, and it’s not right.

Walker Richter has already exposed his identity in front of me, why is he still wearing the mask?

If he wanted me dead, why did he drop the charges?

It wasn’t inconsistent.

But why didn’t Walker Richter deny it?

I really can’t figure it out.

Mr. Richter’s mother sneered, “What, you reacted? Walker couldn’t have killed anyone.”

“Old lady, you know everything right, the one who wore the mask and killed Ulysses Will, you know it don’t you.”

Otherwise Mr. Richter’s mother wouldn’t be so sure it wasn’t Walker Richter.

Mr. Richter’s mother sighed, “It’s all the sins of the the Richter family, it’s the Richter family that shortchanged him, and this is his revenge on the Richter family.”

Who that he was, Mr. Richter’s mother was reticent to answer.

She was so defensive that the man had to be someone with an unusual relationship with THE Richter family.

“It wasn’t Walker Richter who killed Ulysses Will, and it wasn’t even Walker Richter who engineered everything in G-town?”

“Naturally not.” Mr. Richter’s mother said, “I know all about G-Town, and I didn’t think he’d be so crazy that Walker couldn’t stop it in the past.”

That made me even more curious.

Did Walker Richter know what was going to happen in G-Town in the first place and went over there specifically to stop it?

Then, when he appeared in the underground boxing ring, the direction he saw in the ring, could the person in that direction be the culprit who engineered all of these things?

“Old Lady, who is that person?” I said, “If you don’t tell me, how do you expect me to believe that it wasn’t Walker Richter, who had that mask in his hand, the mask worn by the man behind all this.”

Mr. Richter’s mother closed her eyes in deep pain, “I didn’t expect him to be so heartless ah, but I can’t tell you who he is, there is a day when my wife and son are here, I won’t let the tragedy happen again, I’m talking to you about all this today, I just don’t want to see your continue to misunderstand Walker again, he’s been too bitter all these years, when I came here. Walker asked me to bring a word.”

“What word?”

“He asked me to ask you, this knife, can let you heart to relieve some hate? And also, to tell you not to feel guilty about the cut, that he owes it to you.” Speaking here, Mr. Richter’s mother’s cloudy eyes were filled with tears, she turned her back and wiped away her tears, waiting for her emotions to calm down, before saying, “Alva, the Richter family is indeed sorry for you, you hurt Walker, my wife’s heart is angry, but I know that this knife is simply too light for all the injuries that you have suffered. It is simply too light for those injuries you have suffered.”

Mr. Richter’s mother’s sudden change of attitude made me particularly uneasy.

I related all that she had said, and a bold conjecture came into my mind.

I looked at Mr. Richter’s mother with a horrified expression, “The person who directed everything in G City again is Yao Murong isn’t it?”