Jay Gatsby was oblivious to the peculiarity in Myrtle Wilsons voice, nodding hastily, "Myrtle, please untie me quickly, take me to Tom Buchanan, make him turn back while he still can!"
"Once you, Jay Gatsby, are truly dead, it wont be insurance fraud anymore!" Myrtle whispered into Jays ear, her voice chilling like a demons from the depths of hell.
"What... uh..."
Myrtle squatted behind Jay, using the weight of her body to pull the scarf around Jays neck, her face contorted into a sinister laugh.
"Tom and I have been together for a long time! The position of Mrs. Tom is mine too!"
Jays face turned red, her heels digging into the ground for leverage, but it was to no avail; soon she had exhausted the last breath in her lungs.
"Yuan Xiaoyu! I want you to watch over Jay properly, how could you... "
Tom Buchanans face turned ashen as he pointed at Jay, now slumped lifelessly in the chair, her eyes dimmed and still, having breathed her last. His finger trembled with rage.
Jays spirit hovered in the air, her eyes filled with indignation yet also a sense of relief and anticipation. Tom, why havent you called the police yet?
Yuan Xiaoyu clutched Toms hand tightly, her words resolute and firm, "Tom, you know Jay wouldnt approve of what youre doing. She would definitely betray you! Can you imprison her for life? So, only if she truly dies can we put this to rest..."
Toms expression shifted erratically, his eyes flickering with pain, reluctance, and indecision. After hearing Yuan Xiaoyu say, "Think about the company, its everything youve built over the years. Are you willing to start from scratch?", his resolve hardened.
He no longer looked at Jays pale face, lit a cigarette, and took a few puffs. Amidst the swirling smoke, Jay could hardly make out his face, yet she heard his decision as clear as day, "Let me think about how to dispose of the body and eliminate all traces."
Destroy! Corpse! Kill! Trace!
The years of companionship were repaid with such cold, cruel, and heartless words!
In an instant, a torrent of rage that could shatter the heavens and the earth overwhelmed Jays soul, and even without a physical form, she felt a heart-wrenching pain!
She suddenly lunged at the treacherous couple, yearning to tear them into pieces!
But all she could do was pass through their bodies...
This house, Toms love nest with Yuan Xiaoyu, had now become the scene of her dismemberment!
Toms eyes gleamed with madness as he raised the sharp kitchen knife—
"Stop it! Stop it!"
Jay screamed and shouted in vain, but all she could do was watch as her body was brutally dismembered and chopped into pieces by that beast, Tom!
It was late into the night when he finished. The bloodied chunks of flesh were fed into the toilet one batch at a time. The rest of her, her unclosed eyes filled with indignation, were placed into a black plastic bag by Tom. He drove to a brightly lit construction site and, taking advantage of the chaos, tossed her into the still-operating mixer!
"Ah!"
Jays soul felt as if it were being torn apart, suffering unbearable agony!
Whether it was the mixer or the two people responsible for this, the two most important people in her life!
The mixer roared as it churned, the bloodied flesh and blood quickly blending with the cement inside, leaving no trace. Tom watched this all unfold, his face devoid of any emotion, clapped his hands, and drove away nonchalantly.
Jays eyes turned scarlet as if they were about to bleed, her hatred was terrifying!
Tom Buchanan! Yuan Xiaoyu!
If life could start over, I will make sure you live a life worse than death, not human, not ghost!