Chapter 4Empty-Headed Revenge

"I'll have those nuns there set up a special treatment session for you. They'll give you a thorough 'rehabilitation'."

His words struck my heart like daggers.

I trembled violently all over, my teeth chattering.

Ken sent me to an isolated corner.

"Hey, isn't this Jane Lawson?" Several young men in fancy suits approached with wine glasses in hand.

The leader, Chad Jordan, had pursued me before and was resentful after being rejected. Now he was Anne's simp.

"I haven't seen you in three years. How did you end up looking so terrible?" Chad sized me up unabashedly.

"I heard you went to be a nun in the mountains? I guess you've been cooped up there for too long, so you wanted to come down and have some fun with men?"

There was a burst of laughter from the group.

I bit my lip to dodge him, but Chad grabbed my wrist and pulled me into his arms. "Don't go! Why are you acting so innocent? You were the heiress of the Lawsons, so I used to have some respect for you.

“Now you're just an unwanted tramp. Even Ken despises you. Why don't you come with me? I promise I'll give you a good time..."

His hand wandered toward the back of my ear.

The moment he grazed my scar, I froze completely, and the last thread in my mind snapped. "Don't touch me! Go away!"

I screamed and shoved Chad away hard.

Chad staggered back, and the red wine splashed all over my chest.

The dark red liquid trickled down my skin, looking exactly like blood.

"Blood... blood..."

Looking at the red liquid on my chest, my pupils dilated instantly. I clutched my head and crouched on the ground. "Don't kill me... Don't cut my head... I'm sorry... Sister, I'm sorry..."

Chaos erupted instantly. Ken walked over grimly and reached out to grab me. "Jane! What the hell is wrong with you?"

Anne stepped in right on cue, pointing at Chad's soaked suit. "Ken! J-Jane tried to seduce Mr. Jordan. When that failed, she attacked him! Mr. Jordan kindly offered to buy her a drink, yet she... How could she be so shameless?"

"I didn't... He touched me... He wanted to cut open my head..." I knelt on the ground and shook my head frantically, tears and snot streaming down my face.

However, no one believed me.

Ken glanced around at the people staring and whispering. He grabbed a handful of my hair and forced me to look up at him. "Enough! Jane, I gave you a chance. Since you're so ungrateful and insist on humiliating me, you can just get out of here!"

He gritted his teeth as he spat out, "I'm getting the car ready to take you back to Coolwater Convent! You will never set foot off that mountain again! You can rot and die there!"

Something inside my head shattered completely.

"No... Ken... Please... Don't send me back..." I frantically banged my head against the floor.

Thud! Thud! Thud!

My forehead slammed heavily against the marble. Blood streamed down my forehead, blurring my vision.

"I'll be good! I'll behave! I'll never eat meat again! I'll never speak again!" I clung desperately to Ken's legs, my fingernails digging deep into his trousers.

"Ken! Just look at me! It's Jane! I really can't take it anymore... That convent is no place for a human being—"

Ken instinctively tried to kick me off. "Let go! You lunatic! Let go of me!"

"I won't! I'm not going back! Ken, they aren't nuns... They're demons..." I tilted up my blood-streaked face, my eyes hollow and vacant.

"They suspended me in a basket and used me like a ball... They tied me up on the mountain behind the convent and kept throwing me down..."

Ken froze.

His kicking leg stopped in mid-air. "What did you say?"

Anne screamed and rushed over, trying to cover my mouth. "Shut up! What nonsense are you spouting? Ken! She's lost her mind! She's slandering the nuns! Drag her away!"

I could no longer feel her tugging at me.

The violent head-banging had caused the wound on my forehead to burst wide open.

Splurt...

Warm liquid suddenly gushed from my eyes, nose, ears, and mouth.