It was three o’clock in the morning.
The entire villa was shrouded in silence. Most people would be sound asleep at this time.
The moonlight cast a pale glow on the man sleeping in the bed.
Suddenly his eyes snapped open, devoid of any drowsiness.
He got up quietly and made his way out of the room. He headed to the kitchen to retrieve the knife from the fruit basket and then continued on to the third floor.
Lucinda had a restless night.
She felt as though something was watching her in the dark for hours on end.
The feeling was all too familiar to her. It felt so much like the same one she had the night before her divorce.
Suddenly, she jolted awake, feeling a rush of wind near her ear.
Acting on instinct, she reached out and grabbed the blade tightly, wincing as it sliced into her palm and blood dripped onto the sheets.
Despite the pain, she quickly sat up, assessing the distance between herself and the intruder before slapping him hard.
“Oh…”
The slap hit the man right in the face. He grunted as he stumbled back and the knife slipped from his grip.
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Lucinda knew it had to be him. No one else in the villa would dare to harm her.
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She tossed the knife aside and flicked on the table lamp.
Sure enough, there was Nathaniel!
Furious, she confronted him.
“Do you want to die or something? Do you really think you can take me down with your present pathetic strength?”
Nathaniel struggled to wipe the blood from his mouth and winced as he saw the blood on the bed sheet and on Lucinda’s hand.
How could she be so reckless as to hold the blade with her bare hand?
Nathaniel felt a twinge of guilt but said nothing.
Lucinda noticed the gloomy look on his face and snapped, “Stop moping and go get the damn first aid kit!”
“Okay…”
Without a word, Nathaniel got up and headed downstairs to bring the kit.