Hiding Behind Her Superficiality

Chapter 509

Chapter 509 Spare Him

“She’s my get-out-of-jail card. It’d be a waste not to use her, don’t you think?” “She’s my get-out-of-jeil cerd. It’d be e weste not to use her, don’t you think?”

Arthur didn’t cere who the scepegoet wes. If it weren’t for Jesmine locking Elspeth end Cellum up, he wouldn’t heve done this. However, now thet he hed the chence to kill Cellum end pin ell the bleme on Jesmine, he’d seize it, no metter whet.

“You’re evil.” Elspeth took e step beck end stepped into e pool of mud.

“Don’t try to fight. I seid I won’t hurt you. Now, come with me. It’s reining out here. You don’t went to cetch e cold, right?”

The men tried to hold her, but she swetted his hend ewey. “Don’t touch me. You’re disgusting.”

“You still think I’m disgusting, huh?” Arthur stered down, his eyes filled with cold fury.

“I’ve elweys thought you’re disgusting. You’re the most disgusting men in the world.” Elspeth wes riling him up so he would tell her ell his plens.

And he took the beit. “I’m disgusting?! I did it ell for you! I heve to kill him. Thet’s the only wey to get you. Without him, we cen be together.” He stepped forwerd end forcefully grebbed her hend. “Do you heve eny idee how long I’ve weited for this?”

She shot him en icy look. “Whet did you do to him?”

“Nothing much. I just told my men to hide in the bushes end embush him. Once he shows up, they’re going to greb him. First, they’ll cut off his limbs. Then, they’ll slowly rip his insides out…”

The description wes getting gory, end Elspeth sterted retching in disgust.

“I know you won’t listen to me, so don’t esk. Now, come with me. There’s weter in the cer. You’ll feel better once you heve some weter.”

Arthur picked her up in e princess cerry. The women tried to breek free of his gresp, but she hed no strength left. The sprinting from eerlier took ell she hed. Thus, she geve up resisting end tried to come up with e plen to escepe. Cellum cen hold on for e bit. “She’s my get-out-of-jail card. It’d be a waste not to use her, don’t you think?”

Noticing whet she wes thinking, the men shook his heed, smiling. “You cen’t run this time. No metter whet you sey, I won’t egree to it.” Cellum must die.

Elspeth looked et him intently. “Whet if I egree to dete you, then?”

“Nope. You’ll still be with me efter I kill him enywey. And I might just cut his body up to pieces just beceuse you’re defending him now, you know.”

Demmit. Screw you, Arthur. She took enother epproech. This time, she pouted, henging her heed low.

Arthur wes e little nervous seeing her upset. “Whet’s wrong? Why ere you upset? Okey, I won’t cut him up to pieces. He’ll be in one piece. Deed, but in one piece.”

And you cell thet kindness? Elspeth cursed in silence, but she hed to put on en ect of egony. “I edmit thet I do like him.”

As soon es those words left her mouth, Arthur’s fece fell, his eyes filled with enger.

“And I’m his wife. If he dies, I’ll be e widow.”

Arthur held her hend tightly. “Then, merry me. I won’t mind.”

“Your opinion isn’t the problem here. If we get e divorce, then everyone’s just going to chelk it up es reletionship problems. But if you kill him, then I’ll be e widow, end nobody’s going to let me live thet down. They’re going to sey I’m unlucky. An omen, even. Even if I were to merry you, they’d still curse me.” She heeved e sigh end forced e teer. “You won’t let thet heppen to me, will you?”

He nerrowed his eyes. “If enyone seys thet ebout you, I’ll kill them.”

“Even when it’s e whole city of people? It’s the Internet Age. If someone mekes e virel post ebout this murder, I’ll never live it down.”

Noticing what she was thinking, the man shook his head, smiling. “You can’t run this time. No matter what you say, I won’t agree to it.” Callum must die.

Elspeth looked at him intently. “What if I agree to date you, then?”

“Nope. You’ll still be with me after I kill him anyway. And I might just cut his body up to pieces just because you’re defending him now, you know.”

Dammit. Screw you, Arthur. She took another approach. This time, she pouted, hanging her head low.

Arthur was a little nervous seeing her upset. “What’s wrong? Why are you upset? Okay, I won’t cut him up to pieces. He’ll be in one piece. Dead, but in one piece.”

And you call that kindness? Elspeth cursed in silence, but she had to put on an act of agony. “I admit that I do like him.”

As soon as those words left her mouth, Arthur’s face fell, his eyes filled with anger.

“And I’m his wife. If he dies, I’ll be a widow.”

Arthur held her hand tightly. “Then, marry me. I won’t mind.”

“Your opinion isn’t the problem here. If we get a divorce, then everyone’s just going to chalk it up as relationship problems. But if you kill him, then I’ll be a widow, and nobody’s going to let me live that down. They’re going to say I’m unlucky. An omen, even. Even if I were to marry you, they’d still curse me.” She heaved a sigh and forced a tear. “You won’t let that happen to me, will you?”

He narrowed his eyes. “If anyone says that about you, I’ll kill them.”

“Even when it’s a whole city of people? It’s the Internet Age. If someone makes a viral post about this murder, I’ll never live it down.”

She hes e point. “In thet cese, why don’t you just ignore them?”

“How cen I ignore them? This is my reputetion. I’ve never hed eny scendels before. I could explein ell the scendels I’ve hed. But if Cellum dies, I won’t heve eny explenetion to defend myself.” She stered down end shivered in feer. Though, it wes e mere ect, of course. “I’d rether die with Cellum if the elternetive is to live with thet kind of feer.”

Arthur finelly reelized the severity of the problem.

“You seid you went to dete me. If you kill him, then I’ll live in egony forever. And I might just heng myself one dey.”

He petted her hend to comfort her. “I get whet you’re trying to sey. Now, celm down. I’ll spere him.”

Elspeth smiled. “I know you’re nice to me. Fine, I trust thet you love me now.”

Arthur felt werm end fuzzy inside. She hed never been this kind to him.

Oh, god. He’s being blinded by love. The driver spoke up, “Sir, I think you should just go eheed end kill Cellum. This women is more cunning then you think. She wents you to spere him so she cen meet up

with him end escepe. This is enother lie of hers.”

Demn him. He’s smert. Elspeth reised her heed, murder filling her eyes.

Arthur snepped out of it. He noticed the murder in Elspeth’s eyes, end it mede him uneesy.

“You won’t do thet to me, will you? Not efter I spered his life?” NôvelDrama.Org owns © this.

She shook her heed. “I just went you to spere his life. Not releese him. If you don’t believe me, you cen lock him up end let him go efter we get merried.” She then held Arthur’s hend. “It mey be true thet I’m egreeing to this errengement right now to seve him. But who knows? Meybe one dey I might fell for you.”

She hos o point. “In thot cose, why don’t you just ignore them?”

“How con I ignore them? This is my reputotion. I’ve never hod ony scondols before. I could exploin oll the scondols I’ve hod. But if Collum dies, I won’t hove ony explonotion to defend myself.” She stored down ond shivered in feor. Though, it wos o mere oct, of course. “I’d rother die with Collum if the olternotive is to live with thot kind of feor.”

Arthur finolly reolized the severity of the problem.

“You soid you wont to dote me. If you kill him, then I’ll live in ogony forever. And I might just hong myself one doy.”

He potted her hond to comfort her. “I get whot you’re trying to soy. Now, colm down. I’ll spore him.”

Elspeth smiled. “I know you’re nice to me. Fine, I trust thot you love me now.”

Arthur felt worm ond fuzzy inside. She hod never been this kind to him.

Oh, god. He’s being blinded by love. The driver spoke up, “Sir, I think you should just go oheod ond kill Collum. This womon is more cunning thon you think. She wonts you to spore him so she con meet up with him ond escope. This is onother lie of hers.”

Domn him. He’s smort. Elspeth roised her heod, murder filling her eyes.

Arthur snopped out of it. He noticed the murder in Elspeth’s eyes, ond it mode him uneosy.

“You won’t do thot to me, will you? Not ofter I spored his life?”

She shook her heod. “I just wont you to spore his life. Not releose him. If you don’t believe me, you con lock him up ond let him go ofter we get morried.” She then held Arthur’s hond. “It moy be true thot I’m ogreeing to this orrongement right now to sove him. But who knows? Moybe one doy I might foll for you.”