"He called you, didn't he? Did he say he would get me out of here? Or did he ask how he could take
me back?"
Ysabel looked at Fill with a gleam of hope in her eyes.
Although Fill was hard-hearted, he still couldn't help but take pity on her at this moment.
He didn't say anything, and then Ysabel's eyes gradually dulled. She was extremely disappointed.
"I'm too naive, right? Actually, I knew he didn't love me before I came here. But I just wanted a chance
to marry him and be his bride. Looks like it's just my wishful thinking. I'm so stupid," she said self-
deprecatingly.
She shed tears in silence and looked anguished, as if her world had collapsed.
Fill felt for her, but there was nothing he could do.
"Can you let me go? I want to go back and ask him why he lied to me. Can you let me go?"
Ysabel suddenly jumped out of bed and knelt down in front of Fill.
"Please! Please let me go. I'm begging you."
Fill squinted with mixed feelings.
He watched Whitney's doppelganger weeping in front of him.
Nine years ago, did Whitney cry and plead with those people just like this?
No!
She wouldn't!
She was so tough that she would never stoop so low.
She would fight rather than kneel down to others to get everything she wanted.
Therefore, Ysabel wasn't Whitney!
Fill came out of the trance, but then a silver light flashed in front of him, and a cold dagger instantly
pierced into his chest.
He felt a sharp pain, with his bright red blood splashing on Ysabel's face.
Her face was still wet with tears.
Her hands were trembling, and so was her body.
"I'm sorry, Fill. I'm really sorry. But this is my only chance. I know Jarrod may not love me, but he never
lied to me. He said he'd marry me if I killed you, and I believe him! Fill, I believe him! I know it's wrong
to kill people, and I also know there is no grudge between us. But you also took my virginity, didn't you?
Let's just call it even. I know it may not be enough, but ... I don't have a choice. In the next life, I can do
anything for you. Is it okay?"
Ysabel cried bitterly.
She should hate Fill!
After all, he took her virginity.
But why was she so scared when seeing his blood spouting out?
She was really scared!
Fill had never thought that he would be killed by such a little woman.
She wasn't even a killer.
How embarrassed he would be if it got out!
Fill, a famous killer, was actually killed by an unknown woman!
However, Fill was not angry.
Somehow, he was exceptionally calm at this moment.
The pain in his chest already spread to his entire body.
He leaned against the window and gasped for breath, his eyes shining brightly.
"Will you get what you want if I die?"
Ysabel expected herself to see a frantic Fill, but he was so calm that she wanted to cry.
"I'm sorry."
That was all she could say now.
Fill smiled.
His smile was very pure.
It was as if the killings all these years didn't change him and he was still the same person from back
then.
He said, "Perhaps I will be able to see Whitney after I die. I haven't seen her for nine years. I can't even
go to visit her grave. Every year, I could only set up a platform outside to commemorate her. I don't
know if she could hear me. I also don't know if she has a reincarnation and already forgets me. But it
doesn't matter. After all, I'm going to meet her now. That's good."
With that, he fell down with a smile.
Ysabel was touched.
How deeply did he love that woman?
Why did he look relieved?
He would die, right?
He should be dead!
Could he survive after losing so much blood?
Ysabel suddenly panicked.
She hurriedly took out a set of clothes from the wardrobe and put them on. Then, she tried hard to
recall the ways of escaping she had learnt in the past three years, but she got nothing useful.
The room was surrounded by people.
Even if she killed Fill and completed her mission, she could never come back, let alone be Jarrod's
bride.
She watched more and more blood flow out of Fill's body and gradually soak the floor, which reminded
her of the scene when she had seen her companions die in front of her.
She curled up on the bed and hugged her legs tightly.
'Jarrod, why aren't you here yet?'
'You asked me to kill Fill, and I did it!'
'Why haven't you sent someone to get me out of here?'
'You'll come, right?'
'You've never lied to me, so you'll come. Is that so?'
Ysabel seemed to recollect something and quickly jumped out of bed. She took out Fill's phone from
his pocket and unlocked it with his finger print. Then she immediately dialed the most familiar number
to her.
"Fill, have you decided it?"
Jarrod's voice rang out.
Ysabel burst into tears.
"Jarrod, I killed Fill! I killed him! I've done everything you asked me to do. When are you coming to take
me away from here? There are so many people, and they all want me dead. Can you get here fast?"
Ysabel said quickly, afraid that Jarrod would hang up the phone.
Jarrod was shocked.
"What did you say?"
"I said I killed Fill!"
Ysabel said in a soft voice to please Jarrod, but then she heard a howl from the other end of the phone.
"Who asked you to kill him? Don't you know how important he is to me? He is the most powerful right-
hand man of Samuel, would I have sent you over if I really wanted to kill him? You idiot! What I want is
his power. I want him to work for me. He is an unfeeling killer. If I get him, I can also get half of the force
of the Sky Group. You actually killed him? How did you do that? Ysabel, you're a piece of trash! You
can do nothing! I'm already kind enough to allow you to live until now. I won't come to save you. If it
weren't for the fact that you looked exactly like Whitney, would I have sent you over to seduce Fill? But
look at what you did. You actually killed him! You don't have to come back. Just die with Fill."
Then Jarrod hung up the phone before Ysabel could respond.
Ysabel was astounded.
What was Jarrod talking about?
He was the one who asked her to kill Fill. Now that she had completed her mission, why did he scold
her?
He said he would marry her after she killed Fill.
But now he asked her to die with Fill. What did he mean?
Ysabel was frantically calling Jarrod, but he never answered the phone. Finally, she heard that the
number she had dialed wasn't in service.
She knew Jarrod had blocked her.
She sat down on the ground, but then she felt something sticky. On cue, she realized that she was
sitting on Fill's blood.
His face was extremely pale.
Ysabel didn't know how much blood a person had, but she knew that Fill would really die if he
continued to bleed.
She knew that she was abandoned by Jarrod.
It turned out that she was just given to Fill as a substitute.
That was her value to Jarrod.
Even Fill was more important to Jarrod than her.
So how would Jarrod love her?
How would he possibly marry her?
She was really stupid to have fallen for his sweet words and became a person who didn't distinguish
the good from the bad. Now she even showed little regard for other people's lives.
Therefore, she got what she deserved now.
She was deserted by the person she loved the most.
She laughed loudly.
She felt that she was ridiculous.
Her entire life was just a joke.
Meanwhile, tears kept running down her cheeks.
She looked at Fill who had fainted and said, "You know that, right? You knew I was a joke from the
start, didn't you? No wonder you didn't kill me but just imprisoned me. So it was my face that saved me.
But what have I done? I'm stupid. I'm so stupid. I thought he would fall in love with me as long as I was
obedient to him and did as he said. I really thought he would marry me if I killed you. But he actually
planned to give me to you from the beginning. How pathetic and ridiculous I am!"
Her voice sounded rather depressed and instantly attracted the attention of outsiders.
"What's going on? Is this woman crazy?"
"How is that possible? Fill is inside."
"But Fill didn't make a sound at all."
The three guards outside the door looked at each other and got a little nervous.
"Let's see what's happening!"
They quickly knocked on the door.
"Fill? Fill?"
However, no one answered.
The three people were anxious and kicked open the door, only to see Ysabel sitting on the ground and
laughing with tears on her face, while Fill was lying in a pool of blood.
"Fill!"
They dashed forward and kicked Ysabel away before picking Fill up.
Fill was still bleeding, but there was a smile on his face, a smile in relief.
The eyes of the three people instantly turned red.
"Call an ambulance! Hurry up!"
Someone took out his phone to call an ambulance.
Another man stood up and came to Ysabel. He slapped her in the face, which left her dazed.
She fell to the ground and heard the man say, "You'd better pray that Fill will be fine. Otherwise, I will
torture you and tear you apart!"
Ysabel instantly trembled.
She completely believed what the man said. She was frightened and got up hastily, smashing her head
against the wall beside her.
"Stop her! She wants to die so easily after hurting Fill? It's impossible!"
Quite a few people immediately ran in and pulled Ysabel back the moment she hit the wall. And
someone even called Samuel directly.
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