Renee gritted her teeth, trying to drown out the pain.


    Stefan tightened his grip on her hand and growled menacingly, “I can’t wait until I can see again. Tell


    me now – what kind of past did we have? The person I love the most is Seraphina, so what kind of


    witchcraft are you using to confuse me?”


    He wanted to know the truth because he couldn’t stand the pain of trying to remember. Everytime he


    tried to recall something, it felt like someone was taking a scalpel to his brain, and the pain was enough


    to drive anyone mad.


    “I… Ah!” Renee whimpered in pain, unable to hold it back any longer.


    “What’s wrong?” Stefan immediately released her hand.


    “Nothing. It’s just that your grip was too strong and it hurt me.” Renee inhaled deeply as she adjusted


    the bandage on her wrist. Blood was oozing out of the wound, staining the bandages red.


    Renee thought bitterly, ‘How pathetic. Just a bit of force and I bleed this much. If an enemyes after


    me now, I’ll be doomed.’


    Renee tried to calm herself down, but before she could, Margaret’s nervous voice called out, “Miss


    Ren, er… Something’s wrong!”


    Margaret rushed into the back garden. She was about to say something but became hesitant when she


    noticed that Stefan was around.


    “It’s fine, Margret. Tell me what’s wrong.” Renee nced at Stefan and said to Margaret calmly.


    “Someone came to create trouble, and Mr. Walker and the others couldn’t stop them. I think you and


    Mr. Hunt should hide for a while,” Margaret said anxiously.Property belongs to N?vel(D)r/ama.Org.


    It was obvious that the troublemaker was someone who was hard to deal with, but Renee was not born


    a coward. She always faced trouble head on, and would try her best to resolve the matter.


    “Since they came all this way, I doubt they’re going to leave that easily. Let me see what they’re going


    to do,” Renee said coldly, bracing herself to face the intruder.


    Margaret noticed the blood oozing out of Renee’s wrist, and gasped softly. “Miss Ren, your hand…”


    Stefan said coldly, “What’s wrong with her hand?”


    “Her hand…” Margaret started to say worriedly, but was interrupted by Renee.


    “My hand is fine. I identally cut myself.” Renee quickly said, not wanting Stefan to know the truth


    about her hand injury. If he found out what she was doing, he would refuse to use her blood as a


    medicine, and all her efforts would be futile.


    “Do you think I’m so easily fooled?” Stefan’s instincts told him that was not the case, and his handsome


    features turned cold. “Tell me what’s going on!”