Chapter 879

Chapter 879

"She'll need stitches,” Kathryn said.

There were spots where Anne had dug her nails too deep, and she would not be able to heal

without stitches.

Kathryn injected anesthetic into Anne's arm, and Anne remained numb.

Anthony stared at her angrily, thinking he should have told Kathryn to proceed without the

anesthetic to punish Anne for disobeying him.

He was in the study room but later decided to work in the common area outside the bedroom.

When Anne woke up, he heard sounds coming from inside the room but noticed that everything

had fallen into silence shortly after. Had he not stopped her in time, Anne's arm would be

completely destroyed.

The thought had Anthony's heart racing in fear.

“It's done.” Kathryn stitched Anne’s wound up and

applied ointment before wrapping the bandage over it again. “You can't do that again, or you will

risk destroying your arm permanently.”

Kathryn had hoped that Anne might care, but Anne did

not respond at all, almost as though she could not care

less.

“You can go out,” Anthony commanded.

Kathryn left the room.

Anthony sat by the bed and lifted Anne's chin so that she faced him. “Look at me. Did you hear

what Kathryn said?”

“I did, but people are going to die someday anyway. Does it really matter if my arm is messed up?”

Anne muttered irrationally.

Anthony's chest heaved as he suppressed his anger. “Are you really okay with doing this in front of

the children? You care about them, don’t you? You are going to scare them!”

“The only thing they should be scared of is you,” she said.

Anthony stood up in frustration. He took two steps back before darting forward again to grab her

by the shoulders. “What on earth do you want? Your mom's case is still under investigation, and I

don't intend on showing mercy to anyone involved, including Bianca!”

Anne stared at him, her heart twisting in pain as tears filled her eyes. “Anthony, you must be happy

that my mom is dead, right? She's the person who came between

your parents, after all. So why are you investigating the murder of someone you hate? No. No way.

You just want to prove that Bianca is innocent. Why are you forcing yourself on me if you care so

much about her? Am I that cheap? That's right. I'm just a homewrecker, just like my

mom. We deserve to die because we will never be free

from a demon like you until we die!”

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“I'm going to cancel my engagement with Bianca,” he

said, thinking that Anne would be pleased to hear that.

“That's your own business. Do whatever you want. Just leave me alone.” She turned away in

contempt, not wanting to spare him another look.

"What do you want?” His expression darkened. “You

want me to let you go? Dream on! Come in and bring the thing in!”

The maid walked inside with a box in her hands, with

handcuffs inside.

Anthony picked them up and cuffed them onto Anne's wrist. With both of her hands restrained, she

would not be able to harm herself again.

He lifted her chin once again. “Do you like my gift? Hm?"

Anne did not say a word and simply looked at him

without attempting to struggle.

“Call me Master, and I'll let you go.”

Anne did not move, and he turned to leave, slamming the door behind him, desperately wanting to

murder

someone.

Kathryn felt as though she was going to suffocate in his presence but forced herself to speak up.

“Mr. Marwood, you can't provoke her anymore. The degree of her self- harming has escalated.”

“She won't be able to do it again,” he uttered darkly.

Kathryn saw the maid walking in with the handcuffs and said worriedly, “You can't keep her chained

forever. If you stop touching her, she might stop harming herself...”

Anthony glared at her coldly. “You are stepping out of

line.”

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Kathryn took the hint and remained quiet.

Meanwhile, Hayden found the triplets hiding under a bush. “What are you three doing here?”