Hua Hua Liao

Chapter 1562 - Capítulo 1562: 1562: Her Inner Demon


Capítulo 1562: Chapter 1562: Her Inner Demon


“If my parents find out, they’ll definitely beat me to death…”


“This is the only way! Their family only accepts boys, I have no choice…”


“The company is about to send me abroad, how can I be pregnant at this critical moment?”


“…Yeah, I don’t want to have kids too early…”


“I don’t want having kids to lower my quality of life…”



All kinds of voices, all sorts of reasons, Cherry couldn’t bear to listen any longer; she simply couldn’t face it!


She turned to leave abruptly and unexpectedly saw a woman walking towards her, her face dull, holding a metal vessel in her hand, with a bloody chunk of flesh inside…


Something seemed to pierce straight into her brain, buzzing loudly!


Cherry tightly shut her eyes and ran out quickly!


Panicked and not knowing where to go, she sped down the stairs, her nerves tightly wound, as if consumed by utmost fear!


Almost reaching the door, she couldn’t hold back any longer, and clutching the door pillar, she retched in pain!


It wasn’t because of pregnancy, but because of agony, nausea, an unbearable feeling of disgust; she just wanted to vomit out all the vile emotions!


A nurse concernedly supported her, asking, “Are you alright?”


The smell of disinfectant on the nurse’s body fiercely stimulated Cherry again; she pushed the nurse away and ran out in discomfort, until she reached the privet hedge, breathing heavily, only then did she gradually calm down.


Her head still buzzing, her whole self somewhat dizzy, she sat against the flowerbed, lowered her eyes to see her hand tremble incessantly, her mind in chaos.


Why?


In her mind, a voice repeatedly asked: Why don’t you want me?



After returning home, Cherry went to the study by herself and silently began copying scriptures.


Gavin Graves didn’t know what was wrong with her, sensed something was off but couldn’t get any answers when he asked.


She was trembling continuously, copying scriptures in a chaotic manner once, twice, three times… her fingers finally gradually calming down.


… No longer shaking.


She gently exhaled, laid down the pen, sat quietly, and closed her eyes.


Actually, whether people want children or not has nothing to do with her; but once she related it to her own experiences, it became her own matter, her own agony, and her own inner demon.


Reading the scriptures she copied out, she felt more at peace, breathed a sigh of relief, and left the study to find Gavin Graves.


Still clingy, still with a coquettish demeanor, Gavin Graves, seeing she regained her spirit, didn’t pursue the matter further.


But at night, as she slept, she was trapped in nightmares, crying and shouting, and when Gavin Graves woke her, she was puzzled and completely forgot the nightmare she just had.


This continued for several days, and Gavin Graves finally couldn’t sit still.


Unable to find Mr. Ghost Hayes, he called Hunter Dalton over to ask what was going on.


Hunter Dalton said, “It’s likely from being startled; it’ll gradually get better over time. In the old days, masters who refined ghosts would make the little ghosts continuously perceive their state of death, repeatedly dying hundreds of times, thousands of times, embedding the pain deeply. However, as long as she avoids contact with children, especially infants, there’s really no problem.”


Cherry’s reactions to little kids, especially babies, were indeed overly intense compared to ordinary people.


Gavin Graves remembered when she was sent to the hospital after losing a hand, she would have nightmares every night, sometimes calling out “Mommy”, sometimes asking “Why don’t you want me?”, yet waking with no recollection, still innocently smiling, unaware of sorrow.


Now, it’s the same…


He sighed heavily in his heart; he really shouldn’t have brought her to the hospital…


“Do we have to wait for her to get better on her own?” Gavin Graves asked, “No other way?”


Hunter Dalton hesitated slightly, then said, “If we had her life ashes, we could perform a ritual to calm and settle the soul, but…”


But Cherry’s ashes had long been made into a dagger.


And the dagger’s whereabouts were now unknown.


Gavin Graves thought for a moment, then stood up and opened the safe in the study, took out a black and green dagger, and gently placed it in front of Hunter Dalton—


“Use this.”