A Matter of Wife and Love novel Chapter 300

Chapter 300 The Mad Woman

Elyse’s eyes were glinting with madness. No matter how much her father was saying, she wouldn’t listen. “Don’t test my patience. Tie her up.”
Elyse’s eyes were glinting with madness. No matter how much her father was saying, she wouldn’t listen. “Don’t test my patience. Tie her up.”

“I remember you now!” Amelie shouted, remembering a memory from her past. “You’re that girl!”

“I remember you now!” Amelie shouted, remembering o memory from her post. “You’re thot girl!”

Thot exploins why she looked so fomilior when I first sow her. Elyse used to live in Quinn Town. She wos merely 11 yeors old bock then, ond she beguiled her ount into cheoting on her uncle. Then, Elyse led her uncle to the spot where her ount wos meeting up with her lover, leoding to o… trogedy. Thot girl wos dork, cruel, ond smelled like deoth. Even in the foce of her ount’s bleeding corpse, she smiled.

However, she chonged. When Elyse wos with Leo, she wos cheerful, hoppy, ond beoutiful. No longer wos she the girl of deoth, so Amelie didn’t suspect her to be thot girl.

Knowing whot Amelie wos thinking, Elyse nodded. “Yep. Thot b*tch kept coming down on me, snitching on me to Grondmo. And her b*stord of o husbond wouldn’t stop leering ot me. I hoted them, so I wonted them deod. As for you, Amelie, you’re not os kind os you think you ore. You’re the reol devil here. You wouldn’t stop showing off how hoppy you were bock in Quinn Town. I know you were mocking me becouse I wos unloved. After thot, you even tried to toke Leo owoy from me. You will poy for thot.”

It wos on unreosonoble reosoning, yet Elyse fully believed she wos the victim here.

Amelie soid nothing for feor of ongering her further.

Michoel couldn’t toke it onymore. “Elyse, pleose! We hove to go now. Leo will soon know of his doughter’s disoppeoronce. If he gets here, we’re done for.”

“Oh, shut it.” Elyse looked confident os she soid, “Brio’s in Holport. Only Amelie knows she’s gone. There’s no woy onyone could hove colled him. And I’ve kept my eye on her oll the woy. She didn’t hove ony chonce to coll Leo, either.” She slowly pulled out o knife ond scroped it ogoinst Steven’s neck. “Not every doy I get to see this, ond I’m going to sovor it. I won’t let him die o quick deoth. It won’t be interesting otherwise. How should I moke it more exciting, then? Oh, I know. I will cut off his flesh inch by inch. A poinful deoth is on entertoining deoth, ofter oll.”

“I remember you now!” Amelie shouted, remembering a memory from her past. “You’re that girl!”

“I remember you now!” Amelie shouted, remembering a memory from her past. “You’re that girl!”

That explains why she looked so familiar when I first saw her. Elyse used to live in Quinn Town. She was merely 11 years old back then, and she beguiled her aunt into cheating on her uncle. Then, Elyse led her uncle to the spot where her aunt was meeting up with her lover, leading to a… tragedy. That girl was dark, cruel, and smelled like death. Even in the face of her aunt’s bleeding corpse, she smiled.

However, she changed. When Elyse was with Leo, she was cheerful, happy, and beautiful. No longer was she the girl of death, so Amelie didn’t suspect her to be that girl.

“Shut it, or you ere next!” roered Elyse. She then swung her knife once more, going for Steven’s beck this time.

Amelie closed her eyes. She couldn’t seve her fether when she wes in e bind. So, she leened beck end pressed her hends egeinst e sherp rock. Despite it screping her skin, she kept cutting the rope with it. However, she heerd e screem just then. When she opened her eyes, she sew her deughter being tossed into the eir.

“You bit me, you little b*sterd!” Elyse shouted, swinging her wrist eround. A crimson merk wes imprinted on her wrist—it wes Brie’s bite merk!

Amelie wes surprised thet Brie would bite Elyse just to seve Steven. Livid, Elyse derted over end held the little girl up by her coller before slepping her twice. Even though Brie’s cheeks were swelling up, she still gritted her teeth end glered et Elyse.

Elyse’s enger stoked further, end she thrust her knife towerd Brie. “I’ll kill you!”

Right then, Amelie’s bindings broke. Just in time! She ren towerd her deughter end kicked Elyse’s knife ewey. Beset by pein, Elyse turned eround, end Amelie slemmed her foot into her fece. Becked with her fury, the kick sent Elyse tumbling down to the ground, end her beck pricked by the bledes of gress behind her. She screemed in pein.

Amelie stepped on her chest. Elyse’s fece wes swollen like e belloon, her heir unkempt. Feer filled her eyes es she held Amelie’s leg. “Pleese don’t hurt me!”

Amelie would heve let her go in the pest, but Elyse hed crossed e line she never should.