Became A Queen After divorce

Looking around, he found no signs of anyone else entering the iron cell, and Declan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He turned his gaze back to the bound woman.

His eyes were filled with complex emotions that Pearl had never seen in her father before: affection, resentment, anticipation, madness… all mixed together.

“After all these years, you’re still as heartless as ever. Do you know how much that hurts me?”

As he spoke, he stepped closer to the woman, observing her up close.

Long-term imprisonment had left her skin extremely pale in the lightless environment, with faint blue veins visible beneath the surface.

Her disheveled long hair reached the ground, one side as black as ink, the other as white as snow.

The stark contrast of black and white seemed to clash violently in his vision.

Her tattered dress hung loosely on her body. With a slight tug of his finger, most of the neckline fell away.

Her exposed back was so thin that only skin and bones remained, with her protruding shoulder blades looking both deformed and beautiful.

“Get out! Get out! Don’t touch me, you bastard!”

The woman’s hoarse voice echoed in the darkness like the sound of a cello.

“I know you hate me. Go ahead and curse me if you have the strength.”

“Do you know it pains me to see you suffer like this? Why can’t you just learn to behave?” Declan smiled almost perversely.

He moved behind her and buried his head against her protruding shoulder blades.

He extended his tongue and gently licked the tattoo on her back.

Due to the dim light, Pearl couldn’t see the full image of the tattoo but caught a glimpse of a colorful butterfly.

The butterfly tattoo seemed to grow out of her bones, vivid and lifelike.

It looked as if it was about to burst through her skin and fly away.

Declan kissed the butterfly reverently, as if he were under a spell.

Suddenly, he opened his mouth and bit down hard on her shoulder blade.

“Ah!”

The woman’s agonized scream pierced the air and echoed in the space.

Pearl was startled and looked up again.

Blood! Blood everywhere!

Fresh blood rolled down her fair skin, slowly sliding over the butterfly tattoo… only to be gently licked up by her father.

He even licked his lips as if savoring it, looking more invigorated than before.

“Kill me! If you have the guts, kill me! You’re a devil, not a human…”

The woman shook violently, causing the chains binding her to clink together.

What kind of hatred could drive a father to treat a woman so cruelly?

Many times, Pearl wanted to rush out and save her, but she held back.

She knew that even if she rushed out now, she wouldn’t be able to save the woman and might even spark a conflict between father and daughter.

That would make saving her even harder.

Declan laughed heartily, his rough, calloused fingers gently caressing the woman’s wounded back. He “considerately” helped her put her clothes back on.

“Kill you? What would I do if you died? I love you so much; I wish I could merge with you…”

“And don’t you want to see her? She looks a lot like you, especially her eyes.”

Mentioning “her” made the woman even more agitated.

Blood flowed rapidly, quickly staining her dress red.

Her dress had long turned from white to deep red, dyed by her hot blood.

“Where is she? Where is she? Declan, give her back to me!”

The woman’s voice echoed in Pearl’s mind like a vengeful spirit. She didn’t know how she eventually left the basement.

That afternoon, she witnessed the most unforgettable scene of her life.

In that dark place, her loving father cruelly tormented a defenseless woman.

Endless blood, piercing screams, tattered clothes, and a butterfly ready to take flight…

It felt like a demon was about to break through the surface and pounce on her soul.

“How could this happen? It must be a nightmare. It’s too horrible… I need to find Sam.”

Pearl suddenly felt an unbearable weight on her chest, making it hard to breathe.

She blacked out and lost consciousness.

Pearl had a very long dream.

In the dream, the sky was pitch black with a deep blue moon hanging above. Dark clouds covered the land in silence.

She walked alone on a deserted path. The wind blew through the bamboo forest around her, casting shadows on the ground.

A chill ran from her feet to her head.

She stood at a crossroads, unsure of where to go next.

Suddenly, a little girl in a pink dress appeared. She looked only two or three years old and was very cute.

The little girl handed her a jar of fireflies and asked in a sweet voice, “Sister, can you help me find my mom?”

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“Sure, where is your mom?”

“She’s taking care of my sister… My sister is sick and needs my mom. I’m very good and don’t disturb them.”

Pearl felt touched by how kind and understanding the little girl was.

She carried the girl in one arm and held the jar of fireflies in the other as they walked into the bamboo forest. Before she knew it, they reached its depths.

The scenery changed, revealing a two-story house with a lake in front of it.

The little girl’s mother wore a white dress and held another equally cute girl in her arms. She looked in Pearl’s direction with eyes full of hatred and relief.

Just as Pearl wondered why she was being looked at that way, the woman spoke.

“Pearl, remember me forever.”

Splash-

The lake’s surface rippled as water splashed up. The water quickly turned red.

The woman had jumped into the lake with the little girl’s sister to commit suicide.

Pearl snapped back to reality in shock.

“No!”

She wanted to save them, but the little girl in her arms suddenly cried out,

“Sister, why didn’t you save my mom and sister?”

“I…”

Pearl didn’t know how to answer. She had been stunned for a moment and didn’t expect the woman to act so quickly.

“I’m sorry.”

Her apology did not earn the girl’s forgiveness.

Suddenly, the girl pulled out a knife from nowhere and stabbed herself in the chest.

Her red heart fell out.

Under the greenish light from the fireflies, the heart bled while still beating.

At that moment, Pearl felt as if it was her own heart that had fallen out. It hurt so much.

In the final scene of her dream, she hurriedly tried to pick up the girl but was shocked to find that she looked exactly like herself!

“If you can’t even save Mom, what’s the point of living?”

“Ah!”

With a high-pitched scream, Pearl woke up drenched in sweat.