Chapter 7 Say That Again

Mei Li slowly opened her eyes after she had passed out from the tortures she received from White. She looked around and noticed she was in the bedroom.

Then she slowly walked down the bed and looked outside; it was already morning. She sat beside the window and buried her face between her legs as her tears rolled down her cheeks.

She had experienced the worst yesterday; at first, she was just angry at Luis Shing, but now she hated him to her guts.

Her grandpa always told her not to hate anyone because it would be a burden to her heart, and now she was willing to carry that burden to her grave.

"I hate you so much," she clenched her fist angrily and kept crying. Then there was a knock on the door.

"Mei Li" Krish walked in with a food tray. She found Mei Li on the ground and looked at her pitifully.

"I brought you some cold medicine; you should take it and have breakfast so you can regain your energy for a new day."

Mei Li stared at the food, then at the pills. "How many of those pills do I have to consume to end my life?" she asked as her face was wet with tears.

Krish's eyes widened in shock. "What do you mean?"

Mei Li didn't respond, so she crouched beside Mei Li and held her hand. "You want to end your life?"

"Yes, and please don't try to talk me out of it." Her mind was made up; if her torture became worse every day, then it was better for her to end her miserable life.

"So you will let Master Shing win? I heard him talking to Lee, and his mission is for you to kill yourself. Will you satisfy his wish?"

Mei Li couldn't believe it. Was that the reason he tortured her? So she will wish for death and then decide to kill herself?

If that was so, then he won, and she was done with life.

"I am done, Krish. I am done."

From her stepbrother's torture to Luis Shing's torture, who will now be next? She has been tortured since she was fifteen, and now she regrets why she always hesitated to end her life back then.

If she had ended it, then she wouldn't be facing this right now. "I am done with life," she added.

Krish sighed heavily. "Do what pleases you then; I have tried."

Mei Li nodded and smiled at her. "You are a good person; if at all I was to receive any blessings in the future, then I pray they go to you."

Tears formed in Krish's eyes. She knew that if she told Master Shing what Mei Li was planning to do, he wouldn't try to stop her, as that's what he had always wanted.

So she walked out and left her in the room alone. There was a knife. There was a window; she could do whatever she wanted.

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Luis didn't get a good sleep last night, and no matter how much he tried to avoid it, he couldn't deny the fact that he was worried about his grandma and wanted to see her.

He dialed Lee's number that morning, and it got connected.

"She still doesn't wish to see you if you don't show up with Mei Li; she is even planning to be transferred to another country, so you won't get to see her."

Lee explained, and Luis sighed.

He just had to give in to her one request.

So he put on his mask and walked upstairs to find Mei Li.

When he arrived in front of her bedroom, he sighed, frustrated.

"That old woman," he scoffed, pushing the door open.

He was welcomed by a shocked scene.

Mei Li had tied the sheet to the ceiling fan, stood on a chair, and wrapped the other end of the sheet around her neck.

Luis chuckled lightly. He saw her contemplate whether to do it or not.

So he approached her and kicked off the chair as the sheet tightened around her neck and she couldn't breathe.

She flung her legs, trying to save herself, but Luis just watched her struggle.

Seeing that he had tortured her enough, he placed the chair, and she quickly sat on it and unwrapped the sheet around her neck.

She stared at Luis in disbelief while trying to catch her breath; he had pushed the chair and didn't even attempt to stop her.

"Are you done with the show? Get dressed, let's go."

He walked to the door and stopped on his track when she said something.

"What did you say?" He questioned in disbelief.

"I am not going," she repeated. What was the worst he could do to her? Send her into a burning fire or expel her from earth?

She wasn't scared of him anymore; it was high time she stood up for herself.

He pulled out the knife, pushed her to the wall, and pressed the knife against her neck.

"Say that again," he warned, and she swallowed the lump in her throat before she smiled at him.

"From your eyes, I could tell you are very handsome, so the only reason you wore a mask is because you are scared of the monster you see before the mirror."

Her words angered him, so he pressed the knife on her throat as she winced in pain.

Blood dripped down as she didn't take his gaze off him.

"You are starting to show your true colors, huh?" He questioned her, and she nodded.

"Yes, Master, this is the real me. Either you punish me or you bear with my attitude; the choice is yours," she snorted with a mocking look.

She had already escaped death countless times; she had seen the world between life and death countless times.

So why will she always be scared of a man who will always haunt her?

"When we are back, then you could continue with whatever you were about to do... Till then, don't anger me further," he warned, and she stayed quiet.

Her neck was hurting a lot, and she knew that if she said one more word, she risked getting her throat cut.

Seeing that she had nothing to say, he retracted his knife and kept it. Then he pointed at the wardrobe. "Get dressed"

Mei Li clenched her fist before she opened the wardrobe, which she had never opened since the day she got to this house.

She found it was filled with some simple-looking clothes; she randomly selected a gown and closed the wardrobe.

"Get dressed, and do it here," he ordered as his deadly gaze was on her. Mei Li's brows furrowed.

What did he mean by she should dress here? In front of him?

"I rather not," she said, trying to maintain her bold look, but his never-ending gaze on her made her so scared.

"You will die soon; what's the use of the stupid dignity you are feigning to have?"

Her lips parted to refute his words, but she stayed quiet. Her neck was hurting a lot because of the cut he inflicted. He was a psycho and she didn't know what to expect from such a man.

With a heavy heart, she took off her t-shirt, then her hand moved to her jean button.

A tear rolled down her cheek as she unbuttoned it and pulled down her jeans. Luis slightly flinched at how fair her body was, her peaches well packaged in her bra fighting to escape, and her beautiful thighs.

Now he could understand how she was able to seduce a married man; without the clothes on, she wasn't some innocent girl. She was a hot vixen, so hot that he felt his body become warm.

His throat got dry as he looked away, then she slipped into her gown and said, "I am done."

He snorted; he could see that she was done. Did she take him for a blind man?