Chapter 7

　　Looking at the hysterical woman in front of him, Maureen's eyes were faintly cool while her sister had hidden so deeply, and her mind was so vicious. 　　"So, you don't want to do anything to harm me. Helena, you are crazy.", Maureen started the topic. 　　Now, Helena doesn't need to continue to cover up, "Sister, I just like to see you look miserable when you are desperate. Don't you think of Jeffrey in your heart? What should I do? He can't wait to take your skin and drink your blood. " 　　Thinking that this time Maureen could get out of the prison safely, Jeffrey acquiesced with Helena who wanted to tear her face apart. She has thought about everything and in the end, the man's heart was not biased towards her. 　　Thinking of this, Helena looked at her fiercely, "My good sister, you probably don’t know, your father's imprisonment was planned by Jeffrey. That includes instigating your stepmother to force him to embezzle public funds. Jeffrey arranged everything for you. The person next to your pillow, the good husband in your heart, is actually the person who buried you the deepest." 　　How can it be? 　　Maureen's eyes widened in horror, and there was a buzzing echo in her head. Her small face suddenly turned pale and she fell into a chair of disbelief. 　　Why did Jeffrey do that? He can hate her and hurt her, but why did he have to deal with his innocent dad? 　　Tears slipped down at the corner of her eyes. 　　The painful feeling spread all over her. 　　"Since I have told you so much, I don't mind revealing more information to you. It was my creativity to ask Jeffrey to send your dad to jail including his relapse of a heart attack. I asked him to charge him. However, the old man’s life is too bad and eventually God took him." 　　Helena had a plain expression on her face as if she was talking about something trivial, but in Maureen's ears, it's like a lightning strike! 　　She is going to kill her this frantic bitch! 　　The next moment, turning around, Maureen picked up the fruit knife on the table and stabbed Helena desperately. 　　"I'm going to kill you, bitch!" 　　Maureen went crazy. Her father was dying in the hospital bed and the culprit of all this was her dear sister. 　　Inwardly, those dark sides invaded crazily, restrained, and vanished in an instant. 　　The sharp blade light slashed through the air. Facing the tip of the knife, Helena showed a mocking smile and without dodge, she pierced her abdomen with the sharp fruit knife. 　　The smell of blood immediately filled the air, and Helena looked at the man behind her who had arrived late, and said angrily, "Jeffrey, save me!" 　　Maureen released her hand and turned around dumbly. 　　Jeffrey did not know when he was standing at the door, his bloodthirsty and cold eyes staring at Maureen impenetrably. Stepping forward quickly, Helena, who fell on the ground, was protected in his arms. 　　Turning his head, the man stared at the aggressive woman, and said harshly every word, "If something happens to her, Maureen, I want your family to be buried!" 　　Her pupils were shrinking slightly, and after the impulse, there was no regret but only endless sorrow. 　　She found that she was so ridiculous. The man whom she had been in love with for so many years was so disgusting! And even when she fell to the ground, for him, she was a very vicious woman who was a close relative of flesh and blood. 　　Up to now, it has become a luxury to be together. 　　Maureen smiled as she felt the pain of bone-cutting deep into her bones. She stared at Jeffrey and said word by word, "Jeffrey, this is the last time I regard you as my most beloved man. From now on, I will be just be part of your past." 　　The determination on the woman's face is something he has never seen before, and her heart is suppressed as if there is something that can no longer be kept like a little bit of sand in the wind.