"Willow, you're finally going to die!"

"Do you even know how long I've been waiting for this moment?"

Upon hearing these words, Willow, who was lying on the sickbed, opened her eyes wide in disbelief, looking at Stacy who had just walked into the ward.

Stacy is her very own cousin!

One of the family members she trusted the most!

How could she say such vicious words?

Willow wanted to loudly question her cousin, but she was too sick, not even having the strength to remove her oxygen mask.

She glared fiercely at Stacy, letting out a weak whimper.

Stacy crossed her arms in front of her chest, looking down at her with a half-smiling expression.

"Willow, I know what you want to ask. Anyway, you're going to die soon, so I'm not afraid to tell you the truth."

"I was the one who had you beaten up and critically injured. Now, you can only lie here, waiting for your last breath."

"Of course, fearing you might be lonely on your journey, I have also drugged your parents as well, to let your family reunite!"

While saying these words, Stacy's smile was full of malice, as if the death of her entire family was an extremely delightful matter.

With the revelation of the truth, Willow widened her eyes in anger, shaking all over.

Seeing her like this, Stacy laughed even more joyously.

She had specifically come to the hospital just to watch Willow die with an unsettled spirit.

She wanted to prove that Willow would never be able to surpass her.

After a couple of chuckles, Stacy suddenly remembered something. She leaned in, an evil glint sparking in her eyes.

“You would have never guessed, your brother, sister-in-law, and their daughter, I am responsible for their deaths…”

Upon hearing this, Willow’s initially muffled sobs grew louder.

She even attempted to sit up, struggling with all her might.

Unfortunately, her illness was too severe. Regardless of how much she struggled, it was futile…

In Stacy’s eyes, Willow was already a dead person who posed no threat whatsoever.

Hence, she grew even more audacious.

“Right, and your husband, Mark, his affection has always been for me.”

“See, with just one word from me, he threw your daughter from a thirty-story building. Completely hilarious…”

“Your daughter was quite pitiful too, just before she fell, she kept calling for her dad, crying so pitifully!”

“Such a shame, such an adorable child, ended up splattered on the ground. Hahaha…”

Willow endlessly hated the poisonous woman before her. Given the chance, she would love nothing more than to tear Stacy limb from limb, and have her pay for her heinous crimes!

Her voice became extremely mournful, like a ghost crying out for life.

Upon seeing her so infuriated, Stacy became even more outrageous. "I particularly enjoy it when you despise me yet can't touch me. I am the chosen one, and everyone who opposes me meets a dead end."

She waved her wrist proudly, "Do you recognize this bracelet? It's actually yours, you personally gave it to me! This is no ordinary bracelet; it harbors a secret."

"It not only holds a space of its own, but it also constantly brings good fortune to its possessor. With this bracelet, all my wishes come true, including your dissolution and ruin. It's all thanks to this!"

Willow never expected that a bracelet could change this much?

She blamed herself for being blind and ignorant, failing to see Stacy's true despicable nature!

Seizing her logic, hatred and rage took hold within her, declaring that even if she must die today, she would take Stacy with her!

She couldn't let this wretched woman survive on the fortune that belonged to her!

In the blink of an eye, she sat up as though revitalized, picked up the fruit knife from the bedside table, her gaze intensely fixed on her mad cousin.

Sensing the danger, she cautiously took two steps back, "What are you planning to do?"

Before she could finish speaking, Willow, with all her might, flung the knife at her throat.

They say that a person's potential is limitless. Willow put rest to that saying with her desperate attack, successfully slashing Stacy's carotid artery with the fruit knife!

In a flash, her blood erupted in a powerful spurt.

Willow collapsed weakly onto the bed, her eyes firmly fixed on Stacy with resentment.

Meeting the same fate as each other, this was the only acceptable justification for her desperate struggle!

——

When Willow woke up again, everything in front of her was white, and there was a strong smell of disinfectant. This made her realize that she was still in the hospital.

She felt dizzy, weak, and was constantly breaking out in cold sweat.

"Willy, you scared me to death. You are finally awake."

Upon hearing the familiar voice, she froze. She stiffly turned her head to look, and sure enough, it was her third brother!

She was surprised and her eyes widened. Wasn't this brother already dead?

How could he be here?

Hold on, even if her third brother was alive, he wouldn't be this young, would he?

Then, who exactly was he?

Willow subconsciously reached out her hand, grabbed the man's collar, and carefully looked at his face.

The man was struggling: "Cough, cough! Let go! Are you trying to strangle your brother?"

"Is it really you?" Willow doubted if she was dreaming.

"Who else do you think it could be?" He said irritably, "You're such a stubborn girl, you didn't say a word when you weren't feeling well, and you've exhausted yourself to the point of a heatstroke. Now, the doctor says you have to lie in bed for a few days before you can get up!"

"Huh? Heatstroke?" Willow still felt puzzled, "Wasn't I beaten to the point of almost passing out?"

"Who dares to hit you?" Her brother clenched his fist in anger: "I'll make them pay!"

Seeing the righteous indignation on her third brother, Willow couldn't help but let her eyes fill with tears.

In her previous life, after the deaths of her three older brothers and parents, there was no one left to love her unconditionally.

She cried, hugging him tightly: "Justin, I missed you so much, I was afraid I won't see you again, boohoo..."

Justin, her third brother, was somewhat confused. "Don't be like this, little sis."

He was puzzled, protecting his sister was a given, but why would she cry so heartbrokenly?

As Willow cried, she remembered the first time she had a heatstroke. It was one summer when she was seventeen. Stacy had tricked her out of her breakfast, and she had held on alone, working from morning till afternoon.

Unable to bear it, she passed out directly.

Her brother, Justin was so frightened that he carried her to the clinic where it was discovered she had a heatstroke.

She asked with clenched teeth, "Brother, where is Stacy?"

Willow wondered if she was dreaming. If there is such a person as Stacy, she would beat the hell out of her!

"Isn't she at home resting?"

"She stole my breakfast and is resting at home?" Willow was even more furious!

She labored hard in the fields, how could Stacy have the nerve to lie in bed, eating her breakfast?

As precious as a princess, but unfortunately destined to be a maid!

Willow couldn't lie down anymore, having been bullied by Stacy in reality, she had to retaliate with both principal and interest in her dream.

Especially that fortune bracelet that belonged to her, even if she had to throw it away, she couldn't give it to that bitch Stacy!

"I want to go home!"

"What home? Doctor asks you to rest." Her older brother helped her back to bed.

"Justin, I am being bullied by Stacy. She stole my breakfast this morning!" Willow started crying pitifully, just like she had been truly wronged. "Would I have gotten a heatstroke if it weren't for her?! I want to go back and get my revenge!"

Her brother was still unwilling to let her, thinking the "breakfast score" could be settled any time. It's not urgent.

Willow decided to use her trump card, tickling him everywhere, making him unable to resist.

Her third brother always spoiled her. If she wanted to return, he would carry her home where she could also rest.

"Alright, I'll take you home now. Let's catch Stacy and settle the score!"

Because of her, her three brothers and her parents treated Stacy kindly.

However, Stacy responded to their kindness with ungratefulness — she not only caused the death of her parents and brothers, but also her and her daughter's!

She must tear Stacy apart!

Upon their return home, Willow hopped off her brother's back and dashed straight into her room, just to see Stacy sneaking around.

Stacy was already feeling guilty like a thief. She froze in her place when she saw the two of them suddenly returning home.

"Stacy!" Willow screamed her name hatefully.

"Willy, why are you back?" Stacy forced a gentle smile. She was about to make small talks when Willow directly pounced on her!

"You wretched thief, have you been stealing my stuff?" Willow caught the guilty look on Stacy's face. "Hand it over! Don't make me beat you up!"