Chapter 10:

Unlike Lalisa, they were both extremely polite and appeared to be well-educated individuals.

"A..."

Louis followed Mirenka Lam and received a glass of good wine from her hands, lazily silent.

"Young master." McKay stepped forward, "Young master, is it too much to treat Miss Lalisa like this?"

"McKay, all your lifelong dedication as a butler has not yielded any moral sense." Louis was displeased.

It was the first time suspecting the owner.

McKay bowed his head respectfully, "I am indeed concerned for the young master. Doesn't the young master want an heir? At least Miss Lalisa is very suitable..."

That little child was like a sinking stone at the bottom of the sea.

"It's my excessive leniency towards her, waiting for her to approach the brink of death, knowing very well to let go." Louis had already calculated everything in advance.

"At least..."

"No, at least,' get out, everyone gets out!"

Louis didn't want to hear it, angrily throwing the wine in his hand away.

The exquisite wine glass fell with a sound, shattering into small pieces.

Louis was truly furious. Mirenka Lam and the other girls exchanged glances, resentfully giving McKay a reproachful look. But then they unwillingly left, and McKay went as well.

In the guest room, only Louis remained alone.

He stared at the vast forest outside, and at a glance, he saw Lalisa's figure constantly moving deeper into it, slender and pale, like a wandering soul...

Through the gap in the leaves, the sunlight shone on her, making Lalisa even paler. No matter how much it reached her heart, she didn't care.

Something was not right.

McKay, the highest-ranking butler, was obstructing him, and at this moment, he remembered his status but didn't say much. And now he could see a woman constantly seeking his affection... Damn it.

All because that woman dared to laugh at him and call him infatuated with her!

He should educate her a bit.

A perplexed glint flashed in Louis' eyes, and his finger quickly moved, manipulating surveillance cameras hidden in various places in the dense forest, directing their focus towards Lalisa.

In the footage, Lalisa moved forward expressionlessly, step by step, with a long stride that seemed to wander and get lost among the branches and leaves. The trees' mixed shadow and the surrounding vegetation's green color highlighted Lalisa's beauty, resembling a fairy.

At this moment, Louis despised himself for finding her beautiful.

Suddenly, Lalisa's gaze, slightly dazed, turned back to look at the camera as if she was glancing directly at him...

Her pale face, the emptiness in her eyes, devoid of a soul, empty... Desolate.

It was as if she was pleading for protection.

"A..."

The knife in his hand fell.

Louis looked at the large screen, his heart gripped by someone ruthlessly, almost unable to breathe.

On the first day in the dense forest.

When Lalisa stepped on the grass before her, her eyes caught a towering tree trunk. The sunlight fell from the treetop, landing in front of her.

Is this the last time she's seeing the world?

Lalisa rested in the dense forest.

For someone who has never been cared for or trusted, it's not a bad outcome after all.

She had forgotten about herself when she was not acknowledged.

But she vividly remembered the scene when she stood by the window in the ancestral mansion, watching the wind blow.

He had beautiful eyes, but they did not focus on anything as they looked towards her. He said thoughtfully, "Father is afraid of losing face, so he sent me to be raised in your house. No one else likes me; they avoid me as if I'm a burden... Only you understand me, Lalisa. You want to be by my side no matter what."

Back then, Jayce also said, "If you didn't exist, even if I could see the whole world, I wouldn't know where to go."

She used to fear not existing and not knowing where to go... But now she was quickly forgotten.

He knew exactly where to go, anywhere.

Just not here, with her.

A drop of water fell on the white paper, leaving a wet patch.

Lalisa opened her eyes wide, wiping away the tears with her hand, then forced a bitter laugh.

They say that before death, one's life flashes before their eyes, and it seemed that her life was ending here...

"Sigh..."

Lalisa quickly drew the teenage boy standing in the ancestral mansion on the paper, with a tear in her eye turning into his eyes...

In the dense forest the next day.

A day without food or water, Lalisa had been feeling hungry and thirsty since early on.

Her stomach was in pain, aching repeatedly.

She was desperate, silent in death, but she still had the instinct to seek life, to taste a drop of dew on a morning leaf... Just as she touched it, a guardian rushed over and warned her not to touch it, making her lose it.

She couldn't touch anything, not even dew or a piece of a leaf.

They always watched her, wanting to keep her alive to suffer and die of hunger...

Louis was cruel, but that's fine; it would be better to die faster and end the suffering.

She sat down against a tree, the long dress on her body stained and untidy.

Lalisa looked at the large tree in front of her, and memories flooded back, recalling the past few years when she had been subjected to rumors that made everyone stay away from her.

In the eyes of everyone, she was just someone who couldn't compete, and they all believed she shouldn't steal Jinx's happiness and disturb him again...

Her father said, "Even though you and Jayce were good together before, it was just a childish relationship. He's grown up now, and even if he doesn't remember, he knows that what he wants is his sister!"

Her mother said, "Lalisa, I'm so disappointed that I adopted you. Go away, and don't return except for the New Year celebration."

Don't come back.

Even for the New Year celebration, she wasn't allowed to return.

She wished if that's the case, to disappear like this. To let go of everything right here.

Her gaze moved slightly, piercing through the endless darkness, and a glimmer of light existed.

Her hand, previously placed on her waist, slipped off and touched the ground... After a long time without seeing Louis, Lalisa woke up from a long period of unconsciousness. Startled, she regained her senses, her eyes scanning the surroundings, and what met her gaze was a beautiful ceiling. Dizzy, couldn't distinguish whether it was a dream or reality... It didn't feel comfortable. Gradually, events began to unfold, from minor to big, and she paused momentarily, vaguely understanding why she didn't die. What would her survival be like... This was no longer a dense forest but a large room.

"Ah--"

Lalisa struggled to sit up, propping herself on the pillow, feeling pain and soreness. Every movement was an exertion. She raised her head and saw a tall figure standing at the end of the bed. Immediately after, he stepped onto the bed. It was Louis, standing with his arms crossed, barefoot, stepping on the covers. He wore a gray suit that hugged his long, straight legs, and his pale-colored shirt didn't seem to constrict. The top three buttons of his shirt were undone, revealing a tantalizing glimpse of his collarbone. He lowered his head, his handsome face tense, his deep black eyes glaring at her angrily. His entire demeanor was one of fury. It would all be standing on end if he had fur on him. Seeing a living person standing on the bed startled Lalisa, leaving her speechless. She disliked Louis, but why did she always imagine his image when she looked at the bed? Now, she didn't know whether to cry or laugh... Perhaps it was because she had already died once. Meeting Louis again, she suddenly felt that he wasn't too malicious. However, hadn't she already died? How did she end up here? Seeing Lalisa regain consciousness, Louis's face transformed into anger, almost like he had a mental illness; he scolded, "Lalisa! Is your mother sick or what?"

Sick... Wasn't it him? He was the one who was stubbornly sick. Just as Lalisa woke up, she was scolded before she could react and could only look at him in astonishment.

"I told you to die, so why didn't you die? Did you hear what I said? I told you to be my woman; why didn't you obey?" Louis angrily shouted, glaring at her: "Even when facing death, you don't know how to beg for mercy."

The guards outside the forest had been removed. By the third day, he didn't have the guards stop her from eating or drinking, and she didn't know anything or how to leave. Stupidity leads to death. If not for him allowing the person monitoring her to discover she was unconscious and come in to save her, she would have died. She didn't know how to struggle even when she was about to die! Lalisa was scolded as if it wasn't her who died, but him, the person who was here, scolding her.

"Foolish! You don't even know how to beg for life. Truly a stupid woman!" Louis angrily looked at her, his voice becoming hoarse and seductive, tinged with irritation. There was also an entirely uncomfortable feeling as Louis threw the pillows aside in a fit of anger. The sheets slipped off his body, and Lalisa bowed her head, noticing that her palms were bruised and her clothes had changed into a nightgown at some point. "What are you looking at? I changed them myself!" Louis growled softly, satisfied that no one could match his authority. "Is there any part of your body I haven't looked at or touched?"