In Love, Never Say Never

In love, never say never chapter 651

After a long silence, I spoke in resignation, “You don’t have to hurt them. It was my fault, so I should be the one to bear the consequences.”

Dante simply scoffed and looked at me indifferently. “It’s not your time yet.”

Then, he raised his hand and pointed at the girls. “They are going to die anyway. So why not let one of them help you to bear it first? Since you’re not willing to choose any of them, let me help you to select the most obnoxious one, so we can end this discussion as soon as possible.”

My eyes widened as I stared at him in disbelief. He is obviously sowing discord. No matter who it will be, I’ll suffer from guilt for the rest of my life. He is doing this on purpose!

He fixed his eyes on Tessa and flashed an evil smile. “A woman who likes philosophy. Very interesting. I’ve heard that a woman like her normally practices abstinence. I wonder if that’s true.”

I shook my head. “No, you can’t do this.”

Tessa was dumbstruck, her eyes full of horror and helplessness.

I rushed forward to stop the men, but I was pushed to the ground.

Then, I heard her resisting and screaming for help.

Dante’s voice came from the side. “I haven’t seen this scene for many years. How spectacular!”

I could not look back. Her ear-splitting shrills echoed in my ears.

It is all because of me.

For a long time, I stood frozen amidst her screams of agony and wails of despair.

In the end, all I could hear was a sentence from Tessa: “Scarlett, I hate you.”

People like Dante and Abe know better than anyone else that mental torture is more excruciating than physical pain.

By the time I was back to the villa, the huge dining table had been set.

I initially thought that Abe would have left, but he was still seated on the couch, reading a book leisurely.

Danny and Dante probably had left, so there were only Abe and me in this spacious room.

No one instructed me to go back to my room nor stay here. So, it meant that I should stand in the living room obediently.

Half an hour later, a chef came out from the kitchen and bowed to Abe. “Mr. Abe, dinner is ready.”

Putting down the book in his hand, he replied, “Okay.”

He was a man of few words.

Thud! It was so quiet that I could hear the sound of his book being placed down on the coffee table.

Then, he stood up and put his hand in his pocket. His towering 1.86m frame gave off a domineering vibe.

When he saw me standing at the side, he bent down slightly and glanced sideways at me. “Let’s eat dinner.”

Is he talking to me?

I pursed my lips and saw a housekeeper putting another set of cutlery and bowls on the dining table.

I understood now. He was indeed talking to me.

So, I followed him to the dining table and sat down. This sixteen-seater dining table was way too big for the two of us.

He seemed to have nothing to say to me as he focused on his food and ate gracefully.

Clang! A noise came from the kitchen.

Just then, Danny and Dante came inside.

One of them went to the kitchen to check on the noise while another one came to Abe’s side and greeted him, “Mr. Abe.”

People who worked in the kitchen came out and reported, “Someone accidentally knocked over something.”

“Okay.” Abe put down his cutlery even though he had not eaten much.

Danny frowned and glanced at the chef. The chef immediately looked down in fear.

“Mr. Abe, he…” Dante suddenly stopped mid-sentence when he saw Abe looking at me.

“Is the food not to your liking?” Abe asked. The question was directed to me.

I shook my head. “No.”

“Not in the mood to eat?”

I shook my head again. How could I eat after what happened to Tessa?

“Useless! Send them out to deliver the goods!” Abe shouted to his subordinates.

My heart sank. Does this man have a problem?

The housekeepers involved were then taken away, and the others remained expressionless as if they had become accustomed to it.

I was devastated. Although I wanted to say something for them, I realized that I could only protect myself.

“They…”

As soon as I mustered up the courage to speak, he had cut me off. “I heard that it’s not only the Murphys who wanted you safe.”

Taken aback, I raised my gaze and looked at him, but the coldness in his eyes was so overwhelming that I had to look away. “What do you mean, Mr. Abe?”

He smiled mirthlessly. “Never mind. I’ll treat this as a favor for the Murphys.”

After that, he glanced at Dante and said, “Let Ms. Stovall move around freely in the house and treat her well.”

“Yes,” Dante replied.

With that, he left.

I was momentarily stunned, baffled by his behavior.

Night fell.

The bright moonlight shone down on the front yard. The combination of the sound of waves and insects was exceptionally pleasant to hear at night.

In love, never say never chapter 652

I sat up in a daze for a moment before I got out of bed.

With Abe’s permission, I had complete freedom around the villa.

There was a landline in the villa, but I was not allowed to use it.

Nobody was able to guarantee if the landline even worked; it was not worth the trouble to try.

To speak to Nora and the rest, I had to find a way to enter the operating theatre. The only catch was that it required Danny’s retina scan to unlock.

With nothing to be done, I wandered around the pitch-black villa and returned to my bedroom dejectedly.

Everything was normal over the next few days. I’ve probed Dante a couple of times hoping to learn something about Nora’s situation, but all I’ve been told was that she was away doing what needs to be done.

The monsoon was in full force during lunchtime.

It left as quickly as it came; the air was dank with moisture when the rain cleared.

was littered with rain moths. I glanced over at the boulder-like figure next to me. “Grilled moths are delicious,” I said casually. “Have you had any

aback. “Had before,” he repeated, in broken

he understood. “Did you have them in a restaurant?” I asked with a grin. “I used to have them when I was little. Each time when it rained in my home, I would go out to the yard and pick them up. I’d give them a rinse and then throw them into a pan. When the wings are crispy, that’s when I’d add some oil and

had just rained outside,” I pressed on. “If you’re

feeling nostalgic over the taste of fried

in an

“Thank you, Danny!” I said as I got on

procured a basket from the kitchen and proceeded to fill

dark hand over my basket only to realize that

like fried moth too?”

but did

entire basketful and headed back into

not familiar with the art of moth eating. But according to Tabitha, moths are a staple for people from Xenhall. Many of them had fond childhood

expression change, I think there was

differences, one’s experiences would differ from

taste. The moths would soon turn from sticky to crispy, bloated with oil and all the good stuff. A bite into it would be an explosion of flavor in

could not help himself but watch me in the

to

been years

I offered Danny the plate when

face broke into a very rare smile as

chewed the plump moth very slowly. “Not bad!” he said as he

that other cultures would consider repulsive like silkworms,

I got

memories sent chills down

a chance to experience that,

caught me in a daze. “Not eating?”

it was a bug and just thought of it as a dish. Actually, it was pretty delicious, with that faint taste that protein-rich foods have.

quickly just binging on moths. “It would

to incapacitate a large man like him. It was a good thing that I still had the drugs from Nora I

was a rough and tumble sort of guy. After a meal of moths and beer, his wariness toward me had

was sprawled on the

stood next to him. “Let me help you upstairs, you should get

unconscious before he managed

was a good thing that Dante

theatre. “Mr. Danny, open your eyes and

love, never say

the sound of my voice, he grunted

servants would walk in on us,

he flung his head up violently and

heart skipped a beat.

more frightening than you could imagine.” With that said, he turned and

stood rooted in

to visit them, are they alright?” I called

“They’re still alive.”

sat down hopelessly on the floor. Is this how it will

if I

obtained a knife from the kitchen to slit

done it countless times when I was

My last memory was of the panicked servants rushing over to my

awoke in the hospital; being hardly surprised. As expected, Abe was by

he asked

to kill

the corner; his expression was cold. I looked back at Abe and Dante, putting two

that I had

at Abe, I said in a hoarse voice. “Mr. Abe, I am willing to exchange

what?”

“For their lives!”

coldly. “One life for

about my relationship with the Murphys?” I asked. My throat still

to do with

I…

myself, I continued. “The Murphys will be able to locate me, no matter where I am. Since you already have plans to send me back, why don’t you release my friends anyway? I’ll even

rust in her

ignored him and looked straight at

spoke again. “What is your

I knew that they feared the Murphys. The closer they

“The favor goes both ways,” he

want?”

medication. Abe’s gaze followed the doctor and landed on my bandaged

wound to heal?” he asked

Dante conversed with him in their native

few sentences

you in three days. Get well soon!”

if he would hurt Nora and the rest within this timeframe. “What

With that said, Abe

Three days later.

music was raucous and deafening in the Red-Light District. Spectators were screaming themselves mad at the

a place and was visibly uneasy. Next to me, Abe was drinking without

need to do?” I asked. He gave me three days to comply with his terms. I thought about it a lot but did not expect to be

and Abe. The girls

out that they saw him as prey.

silent!” Abe said, with a

my seat

silent in a

noticed that Dante and

a device

we’re not just here

something across the room.

beating momentarily as I froze with

a sudden there

He was accompanied by Joseph who looked grave and stern, as though he was here on business and not for a

of my eye. My heart skipped to my throat as I saw him reach out toward his

love, never say never

gesture from having witnessed

looking for someone. His haughty expression

“Mr. Abe, you…”

He glared

was frightened into silence. Why is Ashton here? I

he looking

would know about my disappearance from the country if Savini did not speak. Even if he did know and was out to look for

after query raced through my mind, but the most pressing one was

my attention back to the present. I was

into his earpiece. “Let’s

was dragging me along toward

a coincidence!”

was at a loss

have never

I blurted, as I

himself in an instant. “I’m well, how do

said, with an

unpredictable nature,

to Abe. I began to grasp faintly

he intended to leave no

along was to use me as a human shield if things got ugly. But it didn’t

does Abe have with

it?” Abe asked briskly. He detested small