Shanghai
Li Mansion
He was exhausted as he sat on the sofa . He pinched the area between his eyes . He tried to calm his anger . But he couldn't . He heard a child crying and screaming . His eyes flew open . It was like, someone poured oil into the fire .
He forcefully opened the door . Slam! The loud sound made the maid and the almost two-year old kid shudder in fear .
The child's father roared, "Get out of here, now!" Then he slammed the door close .
The kid was too afraid to cry . He was shivering . His mother wasn't at home and he missed his father a lot . His father never took him in his arms and never played with him . Once his father was used to talk to him but that was nine months ago .
The kid's eyes filled up with tears and hugged the maid who was holding her . The maid who was also trembling in fear held the child tighter .
'Where are madam and second master?' The maid also wanted to cry along with the kid .
She tried to calm down the child in her arms, "Young master Shan, please don't cry . When your mother comes from shopping she will hug you and after second young master comes from office, he'll play with you . Let's take you to the play house .
The maid took little Li Shan to the playhouse which his second uncle specially made for him . It was his most favorite place . The maid put him down on the wooden horse's back and only then he stopped crying .
While Li Shan was playing with his wooden horse and father on the other hand half lying on the sofa and looked at the photo in his left hand . It was a photo of a college girl who had a trophy in her hand and had a triumphal smile lingering her face .
He missed her . He missed her a lot . He couldn't realize that his hatred made him so blind that when she was dead he would understand that he had feelings for her . It was a feeling that wanted him to hurt her even more .
The moment he found out her existence he hated her . He hated her to the core . His only reason of coming this far was only for tormenting her .
He fist his hand . 'If I find her, if I find her, I'll make sure to torment her to the point that she will cry every second . I'll make her my slave . I'll train her in such a way so that she can only see me . ' His blood was boiling to torment her .
He stood up and with big steps he came closer to the reading table . He opened a drawer . There was a cigarette packet and a lighter .
He was used to smoke when they were together alone . He used to do that because she couldn't bear smoke and the smell . He loved to hurt her .
That silly girl though he really liked smoking so she gave him a lighter as a gift . However, he never used it .
He took the lighter in his right hand . He clearly remembered her pained expression that day when he coldly told her he was marrying her elder sister . A smiled formed in his lips .
With his right thumb he opened the lid of the lighter and flicked the lighter so that the fire could light up . Then he put the picture over the fire . The picture started to burn slowly .
From the blue light, it turned up to yellow light . Little by little the yellow fire devoured the girl's body .
Chapter end
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