Three days later, Elizabeth Bennet sat listlessly in her room, her eyes devoid of any vitality. Her mind kept echoing Mr. Darcys words from that day. "As long as you stay by my side, what you care about will be safe." The expression on the mans face made her realize that in this life, this man would never let her go.
Four years ago, she saved Mr. Darcy and was forcibly imprisoned by him, with nowhere to escape. Three years ago, Jane Eyre drugged her, creating an illusion of intimacy between her and the younger Darcy brother, leaving her defenseless. Thus, being imprisoned and tormented was considered reasonable by Mr. Darcy. He was such a proud man, and he could never tolerate what was his being touched by others. His attitude towards her was one of possession and tyranny.
Such a heavy affection was something Elizabeth dared not want, nor could she afford it. At that moment, Mr. Darcy walked in from outside and asked, "Have you thought about what I said last time?"
She turned her head, her expression ripple-less, "What if I say no?"
"You have no right to refuse. If you dont want me to destroy the things you care about one by one, you will stay by my side obediently."
The mans certain expression sent a chill down her heart. Elizabeth suddenly became furious, "Do you have to drive me crazy to be satisfied?"
"Even if you go crazy, I will not let you go," Mr. Darcy bent down and bit her neck, his movements rough.
Elizabeth was tightly held by him, the veins on her fair wrist standing out prominently.
"Mr. Darcy, one day I will kill you!" Elizabeth roared at the moment he thrust into her.
The man held her shoulder blades, his black eyes filled with coldness and sternness, "I will wait."
A long time ago, Mr. Darcy knew he was ill. This kind of illness was not physiological and could not be cured. Elizabeth was the only medicine. In other words, without her, what did death count for?
Two hours later, the man walked out of the bedroom and left the villa. Elizabeths body was covered in tooth marks and the bruises he left behind.
Jane Eyre did not know when she came to the room and scolded, "What else can you do besides seducing men?"
Elizabeth put on her clothes indifferently and said, "If I could, I would stay far away from him, but no matter how hard you try, you cant move forward half a step."
The calm words made Jane Eyre furious.
"What are you proud of? Darcy is just taking advantage of your naivety. Do you think he will really let go of your lover?"
Her words made Elizabeths hair stand on end: "What do you mean?"
"Jamie Fraser was in a car accident and is lying in the hospital, life and death unknown," Jane Eyre said, hugging her arms and looking at the good play.
Elizabeth looked up abruptly and said one word at a time, "Is what you said true?"
Jane Eyre said triumphantly, "Room 606 of the First Municipal Hospital, go see for yourself!"
Watching the woman rush out in her coat, a strange smile appeared at the corner of Jane Eyres mouth.
"Its impossible, Mr. Darcy will not deceive me," Elizabeth said to herself in the car, her palms sweating.
She didnt realize that she had started to trust Mr. Darcy.
But this trust collapsed when she saw Jamie Fraser lying on the hospital bed and Mr. Darcy standing outside the ward!
"You promised you wouldnt hurt him, you promised me!" Elizabeth shouted.
Mr. Darcy frowned, anger rising in his eyes, and instructed the bodyguards behind him, "Take her back!"
"Dont touch me, or I will die in front of you!" Elizabeth didnt know when she had a fruit knife in her hand.
The mans pupils shrank, and his aura suddenly became dangerous. His expression was cold and cruel.
"I said, if you are not by my side, I will destroy everything you care about one by one!"
The tip of the knife had already pierced Elizabeths skin, and scarlet blood slowly seeped out. Elizabeth laughed, and then in the mans shocked and angry gaze, she suddenly rushed towards him!
Mr. Darcys men were all well-trained. Although Elizabeth was only a few steps away, she was still stopped.
Looking at the womans hatred in her eyes, Mr. Darcy asked, "Do you want to kill me? Do you think killing me will allow you to leave?"
Elizabeth spoke softly, "If killing you still cant, what about this?"
As soon as the voice fell, the woman raised her hand and stabbed the knife tip fiercely into her abdomen...