The Obsession of Revenge
Sink
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The roar of the night wind and the roar of strong waves became the accompaniment of Yada's steps towards a ship shown by the driver. She walked a few meters after getting out of the car, making her pretty red dress fly away in the wind.
A well-dressed man reached out his hand, helping Yada climb aboard a luxurious yacht. Then, the man led her into the boat, showing her a round table with romantic dinner decorations.
Yada grumbled to see Allard there, walking up to the table. Allard watched every step of the beautiful woman in the red dress that came closer, staring at her intensely from toe to head.
“Perfect.”
Yada's flat face stared at the dishes presented on the table. One piece of sea fish meat with some vegetables as a complement.
“Fish allergies?” ask Allard.
Yada glanced at him. “No.”
Allard nodded faintly, then both of them enjoyed dinner aboard the cruise.
Tonight Allard deliberately invites Yada to a fancy dinner in the middle of the sea, because there is something she wants to talk to Yada. Allard also deliberately set up a romantic theme that only the two of them can enjoy.
After finishing dinner, Allard invites Yada to go to the front of the ship. Inviting the beautiful woman to see the atmosphere of the sea at night.
The cool air of the night breeze pierced through every inch of Yada's skin that was not covered in cloth, and the red dress she wore flew irregularly.
“Are you not afraid to stand here with me?”
Yada looked at the vast expanse of blue sea. “Fear?”
Allard chuckled faintly looking at the beautiful woman. “It turns out you're not afraid.”
Yada lowered his gaze, then turned to look at Allard.
“You're not afraid I'll hurt you?” ask Allard again.
“You've hurt me.”
Allard's face expression was flat. “Why is your answer like that?”
“Am I wrong?”
Allard looked at him sharply. “Do you believe I'll kill you tonight?”
Yada was stunned for a moment, before he finally said, “Is killing me going to benefit you?”
Instantly Allard clasped Yada's arm, but Yada tried hard without making the slightest ringing, he still tried to stare at Allard sharply.
“You don't believe I'll do it?”
“You have a grudge with my family, can't you avenge it directly to them? Why use such a lowly way to kidnap his daughter?” yada challenged Allard.
Allard grinned. “Destroying a person not from his physical, but rather mind and mental.”
“What harming me can make them shaken? Are you sure?”
Allard frowned, Yada said as if he was underestimating her. “We just try.”
As Allard grabbed Yada's hip, lifted him up and plunged him into the open ocean. Yada was not ready to act, he only briefly gasped before his body finally entered into the extremely cold water.
There was no struggle in the water, only allowing his body to sink deeper and deeper. Maybe this was the end of her suffering all along.
Allard looked at him from the boat, saw the calm seawater and waited for Yada to appear to shout for help. However nil, his thoughts were wrong as Yada never reappeared to the surface after she drowned him.
O ****!
David was at the biggest nightclub in downtown. A few days ago, he heard the news that Allard Washington's name was sold at the club tonight.
“Create an appointment with the owner of this club.”
“Good, Mr.”
David's assistant gave the nightclub manager a business card so he could contact him at any time to make time for a meeting between David and the nightclub owner. After finishing everything, the two men from the Aurora clan left the nightclub area.
Darren was inside the privateroom, looking at the connected CCTV on his phone to see who came to look for him. The Aurora clan, it turned out that a few days ago it had reached them.
“Find out who has leaked the information,” Darren's command on his bodyguard.
“Good, Mr.”
***
“Whatever happens, never get out of here.”
“Mammi ...”
The sound of bullets deafening the ears, little Yada was in a closet curled up in fear while covering both ears. He cried watching from between the doors the body of the beautiful woman he loved was already lying helplessly covered with blood.
“No!” yada's strangulation was strong, her eyes were open with sweat soaking all over her beautiful face.
His breathless roar, that nightmare, not a nightmare, seemed like it was a puzzle of his childhood memories. That horrible scene first flashed through his memories.
“Mammi ...”
Yada's eyes were staring at the white ceiling wall inside her nursery. He had been in the hospital for more than a week for treatment after drowning that night.
“Mammi ...,” murmur is low.
She dead?
As Yada's thoughts grew more and more uneasy, she tried to recall her childhood memories but could not remember anything. Forcing her to remember only made her head feel even more painful.
Who is this woman he calls Mammi? Then who is Margaret? Barrack and David? Are they really his family?
Yada removed his breathing apparatus, drilled the infusion on the back of his arm and rushed down from the bed. His steps wavered, he collapsed onto the floor. His body was still weak, but rashly wanted to get out of the hospital.
Allard looked at his behavior from the monitor he had installed inside Yada's ward, then asked the two guards standing guard in front of the outpatient room door to hold Yada.
Before Yada made her way to the door, two well-built men had already entered her ward, carried Yada's body and laid her back on the bed.
“Let go of me!” pekik Yada thrashed.
But the two men ignored him, instead tying the rope on Yada's wrists and feet. After finishing, the two men returned outside, standing on the right and left sides of the manicure room door.
“Hei! Let go of me!” yada shouted uncontrollably again. “Let go of me!”
Now, some nurses come in with a syringe and drugs. A nurse injected a small bottle of medicine at the infusion of Yada, and it was not long before the beautiful woman became calm again.
Yada lay asleep with her breath still panting, her gaze growing blurry and chaotic before she finally turned back to shut her eyes. Respiratory devices are re-attached to make her feel comfortable.
Allard was inside the Yoland workspace, together looking at Yada's condition from his phone screen.
“What made him scream so loudly like that? Didn't you say she was always calm?” ask Yoland.
Allard fell silent, nor did he know what made Yada react that way.
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