Chapter 1013

Chapter 1013

Anne did not dare to slow down, and she was scurrying.

The road was relatively narrow, and the branches and leaves on the side of the road slid over her

arms

Gradually, Anne was far from the house.

However, it was not enough. After all, they were not blind and would surely chase after Anne when

they noticed she was missing.

How could Anne outrun them?

The stick poked into a waterless pit before her, and she stepped over it. After stabilizing herself, she

continued walking.

After walking for ten minutes, Anne really believed she had walked quite a distance.

The road was not wide, and there were fields on both sides. Some with cotton and some with

mulberry trees.

The lush mulberry leaves meant it was the season for rearing silkworms.

Anne could no longer be seen around the house. After all, there were either trees or mountains

here, and it was easy to get lost.

The farther the distance was, the more steady Anne's footsteps became, and she was not as

flustered as before.

However, she dared not rest yet.

“Ah!” Anne slipped. Her foot had stepped into the ditch next to her, tearing her thigh and causing

her to pant in pain.

"Young lady, are you okay?"

The voice startled Anne as she had wanted to avoid people.

“I-I'm fine.” Judging from the voice, it was an old man.

"What are you doing alone in such a place? There are mountains everywhere, and wolves come and

go.”

"W-Wolves?” Anne was frightened.

In her limited memory, wolves only appeared on TV and in zoos, right?

"Yes! Wolves often appear in deep mountains like ours, so don't wander around. Wait. Who's your

family? I don't think I've seen you before?”

“I...I'm from the next village...” Anne lied.

“The next village...alright, let me take you there. You seem to be blind. How did you get here?” The

old man asked.

“Take me there?” Anne thought this old man was probably a nice person.

“Can you walk out of the mountain without sending you off? Come, go this way.” The old man

pulled her arm and dragged her back.

"If 1 don't take you there, how are you going to get out of the mountain?” The old man took her arm

and dragged her back.

“This way? I came from here just now...” Anne still remembered the route a little bit.

“You made a mistake. If you go forward, you'll reach the deep mountain. Follow me,” said the

old man.

"Oh. T-Thank you.” Anne was pulled forward by the old man.

After walking for a while, she had not realized that she had not only returned the same way but also

approached the house she had escaped from just now.

They walked to the door and stopped.

Anne asked, “A-Are we there yet?”

"Oh my, you d*mn brat! How dare you escape! I'll beat you up!”

When Anne heard the old lady's voice, she turned pale in fright and trembled. Then, she

quickly turned around and ran but bumped into the corn pile next to her and fell.

“Ah!”

“Still trying to run?!” The old lady lashed at Anne with her whip.

Anne dodged in pain, screaming-

"Ah! It hurts! Stop...stop hitting me...”

“That's what you get for running away! I dare you to do it again! Wh*re!” The old lady whipped

Anne as she cursed.

"Ah! Ahhh! Ah!” Anne covered her head, curled up, and rolled on the corn pile.

The old lady whipped Anne's body, arms, and legs, leaving welts.

"What a b*tch! Are you still going to run away!” The old lady was out of breath after hitting Anne for

a while due to her age. Then, she passed the whip to her son. “Keep whipping her. Let's see if she'll

try to run away again. Fortunately, your dad saw and caught her. Otherwise, she'd escape without a

trace. If that happens, you'll never have your own children in this life.”