Chapter 1490: Chapter 162: The Death of the Maid_3
Young Master Tiro’s attitude toward Miss became increasingly cruel. At first, he often sought her out and spent time with her. However, as time passed, his cold indifference turned into fury. He... he frequently hit and verbally abused Miss, even resorting to various forms of torture. Miss, who had been healthy and lively, began to deteriorate physically. Each time Tiro beat or humiliated her, she would fall ill for several days. About six months ago, Miss discovered she was pregnant with Tiro’s child. She had hoped that bearing his flesh and blood would make Tiro treat her better. Yet, Tiro’s attitude remained unchanged and only worsened. Then, two months ago, Tiro brought another young woman to the manor, claiming she was here as a guest. That young woman seemed to be from a prestigious Noble family, and it appeared that Miss had seen her before. I asked Miss about this, but she refused to say anything. Toward the Noble girl, Tiro showed the same attentiveness and passion he once had for Miss, while completely ignoring Miss. However, perhaps that was a blessing in disguise; at least Miss was spared his torment and could focus on carrying her baby. But Miss’s heart was weighed down with constant sorrow. She seemed to be lost in thought every day, as if her mind was occupied by countless matters, and she no longer cared how Tiro treated her. And so, day after day passed. Ten days ago, Tiro suddenly brought the Noble girl to Miss’s room. By then, Miss was six months pregnant. That was when they harmed her." At this point, Xiao Huan’s voice broke, overcome by tears.
Ah Dai clenched his fists tightly, his voice seeping through his gritted teeth as cold as winter itself. "Tell me... tell me how they harmed her."
Xiao Huan choked on her words, trembling as she spoke. "I will never forget that day. The once-handsome Young Master Tiro looked utterly monstrous. The moment he entered the room, he accused Miss, demanding to know if the child she carried was truly his. Miss had never been with any man except Young Master Tiro! She erupted in anger, berating Tiro furiously. Tiro sneered and responded, ’Who knows whose bastard you’re carrying?’ The Noble girl beside him added fuel to the fire, mocking and ridiculing Miss with cruel words. Miss trembled all over with fury, almost fainting. Tiro’s eyes gleamed with a terrifying light; he suddenly grabbed Miss’s hair and struck her across the face, kicking her brutally with his boots. The Noble girl cheered him on from the sidelines. They... they were nothing short of beasts! Miss fell to the ground, rolling in pain. She begged Tiro, pleaded with him to spare her for the sake of the child she carried. But Tiro only beat her harder, more violently. Poor Miss, her frail health and advanced pregnancy left her utterly defenseless. Finally, after relentless abuse, she lost consciousness, blood gushing from her lower body. Only then did Tiro stop his assault, and he left along with the Noble girl. I ran as fast as I could, my legs burning with pain, kneeling and begging the manor’s doctor to come save Miss. Thankfully, the doctor wasn’t entirely without compassion and followed me back. But by the time we returned, Miss’s face had become as pale as paper. After examining her, the doctor told me that Miss wouldn’t make it, and neither would the baby. That child was Miss’s last hope, and with her already frail health, she ended up like this—the state you saw her in when you arrived. Out of pity, the doctor spent his own money to buy medicine and help nurse Miss back to health. But after losing the baby she carried for six months, how could she possibly recover? A few days ago, the doctor warned that Miss was nearing death, but somehow she held on, keeping herself alive... it must have been because she was waiting for you! Miss was truly pitiful; her death was so tragic!" Xiao Huan collapsed onto Miss’s lifeless body, screaming and crying, her body convulsing uncontrollably.
Ah Dai’s face showed no emotion as his fingernails dug deep into his palms. Slowly, he rose to his feet and gazed deeply at Miss’s body. In a gentle voice, he said, "Miss, my wife, rest assured, you can leave in peace. The torment you’ve endured—I will repay it all on your behalf. I will make Tiro pay the price he deserves." Then, he strode toward the door.
Xiao Huan was frightened by the sudden change in Ah Dai’s demeanor. His cold, murderous intent radiated from him, causing her entire body to tremble. She called out to him frantically, "Sir, where... where are you going?"
Ah Dai, his back to Xiao Huan, replied evenly, "To avenge Miss. That is my duty. Miss won’t die in vain."
Xiao Huan abandoned Miss’s corpse and rushed to grab Ah Dai’s arm, pleading desperately, "Sir, please, please don’t go! You were the most important person to Miss. She valued you above all else. Miss is gone now; she would never want to see you put yourself in danger. Young Master Tiro is skilled in Martial arts; you—you’re no match for him. Please leave! If someone finds you here in the manor, it could work against you!"
Ah Dai laughed—a wild, unrestrained laugh that shook the rafters of the room, making them tremble. "Xiao Huan," he said, "stay here and look after Miss’s body. I’ll be back shortly. I already told you—anyone who hurt Miss will pay. None of them will escape judgment. That includes the Governor and his wife, those vile Nobles who condone their grandson’s atrocities. All of them deserve to die. Wait for me; I’ll return soon." A flash of white light flared as Ah Dai shook off Xiao Huan’s grip. He tore off his outer garment, revealing the Giant Spirit Snake Armor beneath, then soared out of Miss’s room. The cold night dew seeped into his skin, but no matter how freezing it was, it couldn’t surpass the frost that had already formed around his heart. Ah Dai didn’t attempt to hide as he walked with purpose, one step after another, heading toward the room where Tiro and Rong Rong were. The hatred in his heart now was no less than what he felt the day Owen had been killed.
