Facade of Love

Chapter 424 Cotton and Candy Murdered

I was terrified and followed Rebecca into the yard. There, I saw the not-so-spacious yard covered in fresh red bloodstains. In a corner not far away, Candy was curled up, pressed against a corner with a pool of blood under her fluffy body. The little one was trembling, either from pain or fear. Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

A pang struck my heart, and as I looked toward the entrance, I saw Yara emerging from the house in a white dress. There were a few droplets of blood staining her immaculate dress. She looked at me with disgust and said, "Who gave you permission to keep cats in here? These disgusting creatures have dirtied my dress. So gross."

Not seeing Cotton around, my heart brimmed with anxiety. Suppressing all my emotions, I glared at her and asked, "Where's the other cat? What have you done to it?"

Yara glanced disdainfully at Candy in the corner. Then, she looked at me with contempt and said, "You mean that annoying old mother cat? She’s dead inside. It almost scratched me, and I didn't tear it apart only out of mercy."

I felt a blockage in my chest and struggled to breathe. I quickly walked into the house. The room had been neat when I left, but it was now in complete disarray, filled with a gloomy atmosphere. Cotton lay motionless in a bucket in the room, which was still emitting steam.

I froze upon seeing this scene. As I approached the bucket, I lifted Cotton out of it. The water was still scalding, painfully hot to the touch. Cotton's small body had stiffened, and her soft fur was completely soaked. I could not tell how long she had been in there, but her belly and head were now bald, exposing her bare skin.

"Cotton..." I muttered in a hoarse voice. The little cat was already breathless and motionless, like an abused toy.

"It's just a pest. What, are you that heartbroken?" Yara's arrogant voice came from the doorway.

I raised my eyes to look at her. She stood with her arms crossed, looking at me indifferently and said, "Why are you glaring at me? That little pest almost scratched me. Scalding it to death was letting it off easy."

Anger and resentment rendered me incapable of thought for a moment. I placed Cotton on the ground and stood up to storm over to Yara. I grabbed her hair with all my strength and pushed her to the ground, tearing and punching her with no holds barred.

"Ack... You're crazy!" Yara was caught off guard. She immediately fell to the ground, struggling and cursing.

There was a brief moment that I really wanted to kill this arrogant woman if I could. Nonetheless, her henchmen reacted quickly. Before I could fully vent my resentment, they had pulled me away.

Once freed, Yara glared at me furiously. Her eyes were bloodshot with anger, and as she pointed at me, she said, "B*tch, how dare you hurt me? Tie her up. She should die the same way that pest died!"

Her words were, of course, directed at me. Her people obediently fetched a rope and tied me up, securing me to a tree stump in the yard.

I could not move, but inside, I still desperately wished I could kill her.

Seeing that I was immobilized, Yara tidied up her disheveled appearance and approached me arrogantly. "I underestimated you. To think you'd try to harm me over a mere animal. It seems you're no different from that pest. I was going to spare your miserable life for Charlie's sake, but since you don't appreciate my kindness, I won't be very polite now."

Smack! Her slap came without warning.

I felt a sharp pain on my cheek, followed by a metallic taste in my mouth. Looking at her, my heart was filled with unquenchable anger. "You'll be struck by lightning for this."

She looked disdainful, glancing sideways at Candy, who was curled up in the corner. Narrowing her eyes slightly, an evil smile appeared on her face. Then, she ordered the people behind her, "Bring the other little pest here."

I froze, realizing she planned to harm Candy too. I glared at her furiously, and my voice was hoarse with rage, "What are you planning to do?!"

Yara did not look at me but instead observed Candy, noting its bloody body. Seeing Candy struggling in fear, she frowned and said, "It seems its legs are still quite strong. Chop them off."

I gasped, unable to believe this woman could utter such words so casually.

"No... don't, please don't hurt him, he..."

"Meow!" My words went unheard. Candy's legs were brutally chopped off. No matter how much he struggled or screamed, he was no match for the two brutal men.

The weak had no power to resist. After all, Candy was just a small, injured, and powerless kitten.

With his legs now gone, they threw him on the ground. Blood started flowing from his body, quickly staining a large patch of ground red. I stood there, completely stunned. My body was unable to move, and my heart was aching unbearably.