Chapter 186: She Wanted Anna to Die
“Wow, she’s hot,” one voice whispered.
“I never thought this woman would be so wild at night when she looks so proper during the day,” another added.
“I really want to have some fun with her.”
Standing at the door was Newton, a newly hired servant at Halfmoon Manor. He had gone to the bathroom in the middle of the night. After finishing, he heard the thunderous snores of the other servants and couldn’t fall back asleep. He decided to take a walk and ended up at Caroline’s door, where he heard strange noises. Any man would recognize those sounds.
Instantly excited, he pressed his ear against the door. But the villa’s soundproof walls muffled the sounds. He pressed his ear to the door, but the sounds were not clear. Frustrated, he pushed the door slightly and, to his surprise, it opened.
Caroline, feeling unwell and drunk, had forgotten to close her door. The room was dimly lit by moonlight, revealing Caroline’s long legs moving apart and together. He could vaguely see her hands roaming over her body. He felt aroused but knew he couldn’t act on it. He had to bide his time. He returned to the bathroom to relieve himself.
In her room, Caroline lay panting on the bed. She was now fully awake. Her hands rested on her chest and between her legs; they were sticky with moisture. She stared at the chandelier above, her mind filled with dreams of being with Frederick. She couldn’t imagine how wonderful it would be under him.
She recalled her first feelings for Frederick four years ago, before Anna’s death. She had been enrolled in Kingstown University, and school hadn’t started yet. Anna had suddenly returned home. Back then, the truth about Anna and Claire’s identities hadn’t been revealed. Caroline found it strange.
“Why are you back, Anna?” she asked casually.
“What? Can’t I come home just because I feel like it?” Anna reached out and playfully tapped her on the head.
“No, of course not,” Caroline replied with a smile, shaking her head.
At that time, Anna had no idea how much she was hated. To Anna, Caroline had always been the obedient little sister. Because of this, Anna willingly gave up her education to drop out of school and work to support her. But in reality, from childhood to adulthood, Effie had always favored Anna. No matter what happened, Effie would always find fault with Caroline, never once blaming Anna.
The clearest memory Caroline had was from when they were little. Anna had broken a bowl. Their family was poor, scraping by with every penny. Every coin was stretched to its limit, so a bowl was a valuable item to them. Even though it was Anna who broke the bowl, Effie slapped Caroline hard. To Effie, no matter what Anna did, she was always right, while Caroline bore the blame, whether it was her fault or not. And so, she hated Anna. Of course, Anna never knew this.
Usually, Anna would only return home during holidays. She could tolerate that. But this time, Anna suddenly came back without it being a holiday or a special occasion. And when Anna came home, it always meant her days would take a turn for the worse. That day, her hatred for Anna doubled. She even found herself wishing Anna would just die.
That evening, Anna seemed cheerful. She drank heavily, even bringing home a bottle of wine Caroline had never seen before. Anna said the wine was expensive. Later, after she moved into Frederick’s house, she learned that it was Lafite—famous all over the world. The price of the wine varied by vintage and size, with entry-level bottles generally costing between one to two thousand dollars. Some classic vintages could fetch tens of thousands, even hundreds of thousands, renowned for their exceptional quality and flavor.
That night, Anna drank too much and ended up sharing a bed with Caroline. She rambled on and on. It was also that night when, for the first time, she felt a real urge for Anna to die. She had always hated Anna, but at that moment, she genuinely wanted to strangle Anna.