The Taoist Boss Is Dominating The Horror World - Chapter 158

“After each encounter, the man would give me money, saying it was fair since he paid and I provided my body.”

“Yes, it’s fair, just a client paying for a prostitute!”

“But I gradually became greedy…”

“I wasn’t satisfied being a call-and-response bed partner anymore. Every time I saw him tenderly touching and kissing his wife’s photo, saying how much he loved her, I grew jealous. I started imagining that it was my photo, that I was the one being tenderly touched and kissed daily…”

“So, I made a decision.”

A fierce look crossed Yu Xin’s eyes, her fists unconsciously clenched tight, nails digging into her palm flesh.

“That day, when I was in the hotel with him, I had a friend secretly take photos and then anonymously sent them to his wife.”

“As you can imagine, his warm and harmonious family was instantly shattered.”

“But what I didn’t expect was how extreme his wife would react.”

Yu Xin’s voice trembled as she said, “His wife jumped off the building with their daughter in her arms.”

“Falling from the twentieth floor, their bodies were smashed to pieces. I heard that the flesh and blood of the adult and child were so mixed together that they couldn’t be separated.”

“When I saw him again, he looked haggard. I comforted him with my body, and he was frenzied.”

“I told him that even though he lost his wife and daughter, he still had me, and I would never leave him.”

“Suddenly, he slapped me. His previously gentle and refined face twisted into something hideous and frightening. He grabbed my neck fiercely and asked if I was the one who sent the photos to his wife.”

“Of course, I didn’t admit it, but he seemed convinced it was me and started beating me.”

“For the first time, I felt how terrifying this man could be, but I attributed his behavior to the pain of just losing his wife and child. Since I was indeed responsible, I didn’t resist and let him hit me.”

“Later, I moved into his house and became his new wife.”

“The photo in his wallet was replaced with mine.”

“When he went out, he would show my photo to others, saying: ‘This is my wife, I love her very much.'”

“I finally got the happiness I wanted. I should have been content, but I became increasingly restless.”

“At first, it was just nightmares. I always dreamed of two bloody, indistinct faces, a woman holding a little girl, staring at me from the window.”

“This is the 20th floor. I would wake up terrified from my dreams, seeing a dark shadow behind the curtains, as if a woman and child were hiding there. I’d rush over and yank the curtains open, but there would be nothing.”

“Thinking of the woman and child jumping from this room, I started to feel scared.”

“I wanted to move, but he refused. I told him the room might be haunted, but he got excited and yelled into the empty house: ‘Wife, daughter.'”

“I instantly felt terrified, thinking he had gone mad.”

“But I didn’t expect that I would be the one to go crazy.”

Yu Xin’s voice quivered slightly: “My mental state deteriorated. Even when I was awake, I could see them.”

“The woman and child hiding behind the curtain, and I could even smell a disgusting, bloody stench.”

“One day, I saw them again. The window was open, the curtain moved by the wind. I saw her bloody feet, blood-soaked trousers, and the child

on her body…”

At this point, Yu Xin suddenly covered her mouth, unable to stop retching.

She continued with a look of terror, “I always thought the shadow behind the curtain was the woman holding the child, but it turned out their bodies were stuck together.”

“I saw their horrific death photos in the local news. Their bodies were so mangled, the adult and child’s flesh fused together, as if the child had returned into the adult’s body…”

“They were covered in blood, standing beside the window, staring intently at me.”

“The little girl asked in a babyish voice, ‘Mommy, is this the auntie who killed us?'”

“‘Mommy, this auntie is so bad. It should be the bad people who die, so why was it us?'”

“‘Mommy, shall we make the bad auntie come down with us?'”

“Her innocent tone made the words she spoke all the more chilling.”

“Half of her head was smashed to a pulp, but the other half, her intact little face, was as cute as in the photos. One of her eyeballs had fallen out of its socket, the bloody eye emitting a sense of resentment.”

“The woman didn’t speak, but she gradually walked towards me.”

“Her broken leg bone pierced through her flesh, making her walk wobbly.”

“I was even more devastated, screaming and howling in madness…”

“It’s not just my fault. Flies don’t bite a seamless egg. It’s your own incompetence, not being able to keep your man in check. If he truly loved you, how could he go to a hotel with me?”

“You’re just weak-hearted, a coward who goes to die with your daughter just because your husband cheated.”

“I pointed at the little girl and said: It wasn’t me who killed you, it was your mother.”

“The woman’s body froze, she opened her mouth, her throat seemingly gripped by an invisible hand, stuttering: Get out, get out of here…”

“But at that moment, I suddenly became brave. This was everything I had worked hard for; how could I possibly give up.”

“I said: It’s you who should leave, this is now my home.”

“I hysterically threw things at them. Maybe their deaths made me feel guilty once, but now I am defending my marriage and happiness, which is not shameful.”

“The audience in the live broadcast room heard such a unique and unconventional justification and couldn’t help but express their disdain.”

?Indeed, there’s no point in talking about morality and shame with a mistress (or him), as they simply don’t have any.?

?The mistress is trash, the scumbag is a dog, accustomed to the comforts of home yet still wanting to taste the filth. Truly despicable!?

?A b*tch and a dog are a match made in heaven, a scumbag and a wh*re stick together like glue.?

Yu Xin’s story, of course, didn’t end there.

She let out a long sigh: “Maybe my words had a deterrent effect, since then she really never appeared again, and my life seemed to have a brief moment of peace.”

“But I began to notice his changes; he came home later and later, and in bed, he seemed to lack vigor.”

“I became alert, after all, I had been in that line of work and knew this was a sign of a man’s changing heart.”

“When a woman no longer attracts a man in bed, it means another woman has taken your place.”

“But he became more and more gentle towards me, took me to company social events, introduced me to all his friends and colleagues, saying to them: ‘This is my wife, I love her very much, and I’m looking forward to us having a daughter, then I will love both her and her mother even more.'”