Chapter 3

When I looked up again, Jason and Wendy were walking toward the spiral staircase to the second floor.

I tiptoed back into the master bedroom, slipped under the covers, and closed my eyes.

As soon as I lay down, the door was pushed open.

After some rustling sounds, Wendy’s exclamation came from the direction of the walk-in closet.

“Jason, look at these dresses, these diamond necklaces. This woman is so lucky.”

She put my clothes on herself while cursing viciously.

Why does she get to be so rich, living in a big villa every day wearing designer brands? It should all be mine.

Jason let out a sleazy, evil laugh.

“Take whichever one you like. She has so many clothes and jewelry she can’t wear them all. She definitely won’t notice if a few go missing.”

After saying this, Jason started impatiently urging Wendy to leave.

Wendy walked to the door holding the clothes, but didn’t forget to turn back and warn him in a low voice.

“Don’t go too far. Mom said this woman has never even been in a relationship. She’s a virgin.”

“Don’t wake her up and ruin our whole family’s plan.”

Jason let out a perfunctory snort.

“I know. You’re so naggy.”

The door closed softly, and my heart immediately sank.

Then the mattress suddenly dipped down as Jason actually climbed onto my bed and pulled me into his arms under the covers.

My stomach immediately churned, making me want to vomit.

But I could only bite down hard on my tongue, using the pain to force myself not to tremble even the slightest bit.

If he discovered I was awake, the tragedy of being strangled to death with a rope in my past life could very well repeat itself immediately.

Jason buried his face in my neck, greedily taking a deep breath of my hair’s fragrance.

His rough, greasy hand slowly slid down from my cheek.

The sour stench of not bathing for years rushed straight to the top of my head.

Just as his disgusting hand slid down my back and was about to reach around to the front —

“Ring ring ring.”

The alarm clock on the nightstand let out a piercing sound.

Jason jumped up from the bed in fright. Linda immediately rushed in and skillfully turned off the alarm.

She grabbed Jason by the ear, scolding in a low voice.

“Bastard, are you trying to get our whole family killed?”

“If you wake her up and she finds out, what are we going to eat and drink?”

Jason rubbed his ear nonchalantly, his eyes showing the same viciousness as in my past life.

“If she finds out, we’ll just kill her.”

“Bury her in the basement, and all the money and things in this big villa will be ours.”