Chapter 2940: Chapter 2458: It Must Be So
It must be like this.
"Poor thing, you’re not going to have the chance to see how wonderful this world is. Feel sorry for you, little one. In your next life, you’d better not be so unlucky."
Diana Kinsman’s fingers slowly began to tighten.
She focused on the delicate and beautiful face of the little girl, wondering if the girl, who was still sound asleep and unaware that she was about to lose her life, would continue to sleep if her breathing became difficult.
Could she still sleep then?
If she would never wake again, dying in her sleep, it wouldn’t be too painful.
Just as Diana added more force to her grip, the girl finally began to stir uncomfortably, her dimples disappearing, sweetness turned to discomfort, and her rosy face furrowed with displeasure.
Her long, thick lashes fluttered twice before she slowly opened her eyes.
When the girl opened her eyes, Diana’s fingers froze against her neck. She would easily snap her neck with just a little more force, but she couldn’t bring herself to do it.
She saw a pair of eyes more beautiful than the stars.
The little one’s eyes were clear and bright, the irises as deep and black as a ripe grape, their gleaming centers seemed like they could communicate without uttering a word.
Probably due to never having seen Diana before, the girl looked at her curiously. She gazed for a while before giggling.
Her laughter was extraordinarily sweet.
The sound was crisp, like the tinkling of silver bells on a wrist.
Then, her mouth began to coo and gurgle. Her baby voice was therapeutic, and after a few coos and gurgles, a tenderness sparked within Diana that she herself didn’t realize.
Especially when the girl giggled at her, she actually wanted to reach out and caress the girl’s head.
And she did reach out.
Her hand was halfway there when she realized what she was doing. She looked at her extended hand, then back at the little girl, giggling and looking at her, and her facial expression quickly soured.
Dammit.
What was she thinking just now?
She was getting soft-hearted again.
Being soft-hearted twice over the same person.
This was not like her at all.
Diana hated the feeling of not being in full control, especially when the one causing her to lose control was a nursing baby girl.
She didn’t believe she could be manipulated by a child over and over again.
As if to prove that she wouldn’t be swayed by anyone, Diana reached out for the girl again with a cold expression.
There was a ruthless glint in her eyes.
This time, she wouldn’t go soft.
Just as Diana’s hand reached the child’s throat, just about to squeeze, her phone suddenly rang.
Hearing the incessant ringing, Diana hesitated, slowly retracting her hand.
She glanced at the ignorantly giggling girl and bit down on her teeth: "Little thing, I’ll end your life later. This will give you a few more minutes of life."
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Diana turned around and picked up the phone that was on the drawer.
The screen displayed a familiar number.
Seeing the familiar string of digits, a mocking sneer tugged at Diana’s lips as she pressed the call button.
