When Letitia spoke loudly, her hands would nutter uncontrollably, leaving a slender scratch on her neck
from the sharp knife blade.
it wasnât deep, but it broke the skin, and blood began to ooze out slowly.
This kind of wound hurt far more than any injury to Elgin himself.
In that moment, he knew she had succeeded in punishing him.
âOkay, okay, my bad.â Elgin couldnât care less about anything else at that point; he just wanted her to
drop the knife, âItâs all my fault, youâre innocent. Letitia, donât do anything stupid!â
Looking at him, she could tell his fear and helplessness were genuine
So.. he had actually fallen for her, but when did that happen? She hadnât noticed at all.
âWe can talk this out, Iâll agree to whatever you want, Elgin said, staring at her unblinkingly. âWhatever
you want, itâs yours!â
âI want my baby back, can you do that?â
Elgin fell silent. Bring back from the dead⦠How could that be possible?
Letitia gave a desolate smile, âI never imagined that one day I could threaten you, punish you with my
own death. I never believed you when you said you loved me.â
âI kept backing down, all I wanted was for my child to live, such a humble wish, and yet you insisted on
crushing it. Elgin, I will never forgive you, never!â
âYou have your way of loving me, and I have my way of trampling on your love! If I killed you, Iâd just
get thrown in the slammer by the Ramirez family, saddled with a life on my conscience. But if I die⦠As
she spoke, tears slowly trailed down from the corners of her
eyes
âYouâll never have me, your love will always be unfulfilled, there will never be another Letitia. Youâll
spend your whole life haunted by me, unable to forget or let goâ¦â
Slowly, she pressed the knifeâs blade against her carotid artery. The blood flowed faster and faster,
more and more. That bright red blood seared Elginâs eyes.
âI wonât kill you, I wonât⦠Letitia murmured, âNot that I canât bear it, but your death means nothing to
me. Elgin, youâre a demon, destined to die alone, unworthy of love, even less deserving of loving
someone!â
As her words ended, she closed her eyes and pushed hard. As long as she killed herself, it would all be
over.
But Letitia didnât feel any pain, and she couldnât move the knife forward even a bit.
Opening her eyes, she saw Elgin had grabbed the knife with his bare hands! He was holding it tightly,
preventing her from making the
next move.
Blood dripped ceaselessly, but Elginâs grip didnât slacken one bit.
âElgin, youâ¦â
If this continued, his hand would be ruined!
âLet go, Elgin said through gritted teeth, âLetitia, donât you dare think about dying!â
âItâs you who should let go!â Thatâs a knife, and heâs just grabbing it like that!
But Elgin, seemingly impervious to pain, held onto the blade, while his other hand forcefully pried
Letitiaâs grip off and snatched the knife away.
The whole knife was thoroughly drenched in blood, and he breathed a sigh of relief
Letitiaâs back slumped, sitting powerlessly on the bed, her eyes red as she stared at Elgin.
âWhy.â she asked, âI canât kill you, I canât make the move, I donât even have the right to die!â
Elgin replied, âThe reason you canât do it is because you have feelings for me too.â
âNo! I could never fall for a devil!â Letitia vehemently denied it, shaking her head repeatedly, adamant in
her refusal.
Her parents, because of him, one went to prison, one to the hospital
Her bright future, because of him, spent two years in a mental institution.
And now, he had taken her child away⦠How could she possibly love such a demon!
Engin just gave her a cam look and pressed the call button, âGet the doctor in here.â
Soon, several doctors and nurses entered the room, but they were all stunned, faces shocked, at the
scene before them.
The bed, the floor, were all covered in drops of fresh blood.
Especially on the sheets and covers, a bright red mess.
Letitiaâs hospital gown was soaked in blood, and her neck bore a thin wound that was still bleeding!
And more horrifyingly, Elgin had a knife in his hand!
He wasnât holding the handle, but the blade!
âWhat, whatâ¦â the doctors stammered
âTake care of her first,â Elgin commanded, âWhat are you waiting for!â
âAlright, alright⦠Finally snapping to action, the doctor hurried to bandage Letitias wound.
It seemed Letitia had the most blood on her, the most frightening appearance, pale with a blank
expressionâ¦.
In reality, her injuries were the lightest.
The wound on her neck was just a scratch, it didnât even need a bandage, just some antiseptic would
do, and she had no other injuries.
After the doctor had quickly treated Letitia and turned to look at Elgin
âGood heavens the doctor exclaimed, âSuch a deep woundââ
Elginâs palm was a mess, with two spots⦠where you could even see the white of his bones!
After all, he had stopped Letitiaâs suicide attempt by grabbing the blade with his hand!
It took immense strength to prevent it! The stronger the grip, the deeper the cut!
âStop making a fuss, Elgin said, expressionless, âCome and treat it. While he spoke, his eyes darted
carefully to Letitia, worrying that the sight of his bloodied hand might unsettle her.
Heâd been so scared at the time that heâd completely forgotten about the pain. Now that he was
relaxed, he didnât want to show his pain, to avoid making Letitia worry unnecessarily.
The doctor, looking serious, knelt by Elginâs feet and began to treat the wound.
One blood-soaked cotton ball after another was tossed into the trash can, quickly filling it up.
Throughout, Elgin didnât utter a single cry of pain, he just occasionally glanced at Letitia.
Letitia was just zoning out on the hospital bed, looking totally spaced out. No telling what was going
through her mind.
Half an hour later, the doctor let out a big sigh of relief, âAlrighty, Mr. Ramirez, you gotta try not to get
your hand wet for a month. And try not to lift anything heavy.â
âUh-huh, he acknowledged, âHow is she doing?â
*Mrs. Ramirez just got some superficial injuries⦠nothing major, sheâll be fine.â