Chapter 1067
“Spreading rumors has always been a terrible thing. Today Ralda will take you to catch the adulterer, and he will definitely do the same in the future.”
“Did you trust me this time? What about next time? Once the seed of doubt takes root and sprouts in your heart, you will only trust me less and less, and then our relationship will simply not be able to continue.”
“No way!”
Quentin was almost going crazy. He looked at me sharply, his eyes red with anger, and said, “Look at what you’ve done. What's wrong with me falling in love with her? Why do you have to do this?”
“Yeah, Kimberly is such a good and self-respecting girl, and you actually slandered her like that,” Leila said.
“Fortunately, this gentleman reacted quickly just now; otherwise, Kimberly would really have committed suicide because of this groundless accusation of yours,” Leila said.
My father also scolded me, “Look at you making such a scene; the consequences could have been so serious. If Quentin had reacted a little slower just now, Kimberly would have committed suicide."
You can falsely accuse someone of anything, why falsely accuse her of cheating? If she had really committed suicide just now, Quentin probably wouldn’t be able to live on either. I doubt if you can live in peace for the rest of your life!”
At that moment, there seemed to be only the sound of their accusations in my ears, along with Kimberly’s soft and innocent crying. I stared at my dad and Quentin, never imagining that one day they would turn out like this. Four years ago, when they slandered me together, my heart was shocked and indignant. At that moment, I felt like the sky was falling, like the whole world was dark.
I almost spent a very long time getting out of the pain caused by being betrayed by loved ones. I used to think that my inner strength was strong enough, and I would not be hurt by this ridiculous family affection anymore. But at that moment, watching my father once again slander me, even colluding with my enemies to plot against me, my heart still tightened uncontrollably, causing pain.
The indescribable sadness, grievance, and disappointment, along with hatred, instantly grew like vines in the heart. The huge fluctuations in emotions made me tremble involuntarily. The sight in front of me suddenly became blurry, sometimes darkening, sometimes as bright red as blood. I suddenly couldn’t hear any sound, but a surge of angry roar suddenly rose in my mind.
They wanted them dead! Let them all die!!
It seemed as if nothing could be seen in front of me, and all I could see in my line of sight was the knife on the ground. All reason almost collapsed in an instant, with only one belief in mind: “I want Kimberly dead! I want her dead!” I don’t know how I picked up that knife. I don’t know how it happened to Kimberly.
A sudden scream rang in my ears. The knife in hand was suddenly blocked by something. In the blurred vision, a touch of blood suddenly appeared. That touch of blood red drove me crazy in an instant. Was that Kimberly’s blood? Is this wicked woman finally going to die? I pushed the knife forward with increasing force.
Suddenly, my other hand was enveloped in the palm of a warm large hand. A hint of warmth seeped through the fingertips and into the heart. As if someone had pulled me out of a bone-chilling ice cellar, warmth gradually approached. I shivered all over, and my vision gradually cleared. Reynaldo’s worried gaze also became apparent.