To the Man Destined to Kill Me - Chapter 64

“John, stay inside.”

Susan commanded. However, if anyone in the White family should avoid Julia the most, it was Susan. No one in the family hated Julia as much as she did.

“What are you doing here?”

“I came because you didn’t respond to my letter. Let’s talk.”

“No. I don’t have time to write to you anymore.”

John’s attitude was firm. He had been ignoring Julia’s contact before the series of events began, and he didn’t want to talk to her any longer.

Now that everything had been exposed, what could be done? His brothers were unpredictable. They expressed their anger creatively, and they would do anything to achieve their goals.

“John! Think of Mr. White!”

“I don’t know what more I can do. More than that—”

John, cutting her off, looked at Susan, who was ready to tear Julia apart.

“How can I stop my siblings now that they know everything? How can I dare…?”

Julia’s face turned pale. She seemed to take a step back, then spoke with determination.

“Help me. Victor Lebedev is pressuring me.”

“I told you there would be no more help.”

“But you’re the only one who’s ever helped us. And you’re the only one who can help now.”

“With your great magic, why don’t you get rid of Victor instead?”

Susan mocked with a cold voice.

“I’m not a mage anymore.”

Her magical seal had recently broken, albeit faintly. It happened the day Noah had noticed her original eye color.

She immediately sealed away even the slightest trace of power. If the Mage Union caught even a faint magical residue, everything would be exposed.

“How dare you come here? Do you even know where this is?”

“Now that I know the White couple’s intentions, I also know I have no guilt in your family’s mistakes! Mrs. White is the one who made this situation!”

“And you’ve lived on the back of that decision. How shameless of you to parasite off another family! If you want to protect your child, you should do it yourself!”

Susan’s face was as red as her hair. Julia, stiffly frozen, bit her lower lip.

“John White, you’re the same. Secretly helping that woman and contacting her—you’re a vile betrayer!”

Susan angrily brushed her short bob. Her boiling rage was now more intense.

She was “Mom.” The only person who could understand Julia Ashford, and also the one who couldn’t understand her mother the most.

Of course, Susan had no intention of understanding Julia. To her, Julia was someone who deserved to die. That would never change, even if she couldn’t accept her parents’ decisions.

“If I’m out of the picture, you should prepare yourself. This won’t end with just bankruptcy.”

“You… it was you.”

“Heaven doesn’t give revenge directly. So I took it into my own hands. Look at how foolishly you fell into such a pit, ruining your life over nothing!”

She exhaled a long breath and then ordered the household staff.

“Take her away.”

The large men quickly moved to remove Julia from before Susan. Terrified, Julia couldn’t even resist. Watching her retreating, Susan spat at John.

“John White. You can go away too.”

She didn’t even watch the carriage with John and his wife as it left. She made her sharp remark and immediately returned home. Inside the mansion, Aaron was outside smoking a cigar.

“If you want, I can leak some information to Natalia’s Mage Union. That’s the thing she fears the most.”

Susan answered.

“No. Leave it. From the looks of it, if we leave her alone, she’ll collapse on her own. It’s more terrifying to slowly choke the life out of her rather than openly threaten. We’ll wait until she falls apart.”

She scoffed, touching her short hair. Julia’s desperate efforts to survive seemed laughable to her.

“So, let her run away as much as she wants.”

“Wait. Stop.”

“John?”

“Go on ahead.”

“Are you going to find that woman?”

Everything had already been exposed, so why follow his parents’ wishes any longer? But stopping now would make all the years of effort meaningless.

Those two decades weren’t just wasted time. They were countless sleepless nights, full of guilt.

He at least wanted to finish half of his parents’ will. He had to hide Julia and Noah somewhere, locking them away forever. Otherwise, he felt like he would lose himself forever.

“It’s something I don’t want to do, but… Mandy, I’ll go to hell.”

“God will forgive your sins. You’re trying to save people, right? Go and come back.”

Amanda gently patted John’s back. He swallowed the surge of emotions and gave her a faint smile. Then, he got out of the carriage and walked back the way he came.

Not long after, he met Julia, trudging home.

“Julia.”

“John?”

She seemed surprised, not having expected him to show up.

“Is something wrong?”

John pulled out an envelope from his coat and handed it to her.

“This is really the last time.”

Inside the envelope were new identification papers and some money.

“At 3:28 AM on the 18th, at Dock 4 of Astel Harbor. The fisherman always wears a blue hat.”

“Thank you. Thank you so much.”

Julia thanked him repeatedly.

John felt that his work was finished. He had done all he could. Everything was now beyond his control.

From now on, whatever happened would be in God’s hands.

As John and his wife were preparing to leave White Mansion due to the move, Scott had set off to meet Scarlett. He arrived at the villa where she lived.

The bruises from his previous fight with Noah were almost healed. The skin damage was fully treated. What hadn’t changed were the emotional scars from many years ago.

The moment when his once-admired father lost all human credibility, and when the happy family suddenly began to change, remained vivid in his mind.

He had wandered aimlessly and blamed Scarlett for his mother’s death, resenting the youngest sibling.

“She’s just like Father.”

Scarlett resembled their father more, and that made things worse. The one he hated vanished, and the anger shifted towards his innocent younger sibling. He was only thirteen at the time. Too young to understand life.

“If it hadn’t been for that…”

Was she ten? Maybe younger. When she was sick and bedridden, Andy had asked her, “Scarlett, can you hold on?” She had replied.

“My life is worth twice as much as others’ because I killed our mother. So, I have to hold on.”

Such heavy words for a child. It sent chills down his spine.

Was it because her words were so mature for her age, or because he had been so foolish to hate a dying, fragile child? He couldn’t tell.

The one thing he realized was…

“She wasn’t the enemy. She was my sister.”

That was when he understood. Scarlett wasn’t someone to hate; she was someone to love.

He sighed and looked at the letter he was holding. It was from Victor Lebedev. Victor had responded to the letter Scott had sent earlier. The battle of words was about to begin.

[Get Noah Ashford, that damned person, out of Wifland immediately. Sending him away without killing him is stretching my patience. – Scott White]

[As much as I want that, my love for my sister is so strong that she refuses to leave. Please convince your sister to sever her ties with Noah and the White family.]

“Damn those Natalia bastards.”

Scott crumpled the letter and threw it on the carriage floor.

He was planning to meet Scarlett and see her face, but if he encountered Noah Ashford, he intended to threaten him secretly.

If they didn’t leave immediately, he would turn Scarlett into an experimental slave and hand Noah over to Natalia’s Mage Union.

If it weren’t for Scarlett, he would have already done that. But in this matter, her will came first.

“She deserves to go in peace.”

No matter how much he tried to think positively, Scarlett had no chance. She was a miracle just to be alive.

He didn’t deny reality like his other brothers. He had to face the facts. Scarlett’s death was inevitable.

The carriage stopped. He got off and unloaded the valuable medicine he had brought for Scarlett. There was an eerie silence at the villa. No staff could be seen.

“Where did everyone go?”

Given Scarlett’s temper, she might have fired everyone.

After placing the medicine in the potion room, Scott headed straight to Scarlett’s room.

“Carly, are you sleeping?”

He knocked on Scarlett’s door. There was no answer. The silence suggested she was asleep, but an uneasy feeling crept up on him.

What if she was sick and collapsed…?

While he was lost in those thoughts, he saw Noah leaving Scarlett’s room, and Scott’s face twisted in fury.

He immediately grabbed the hunting rifle hanging in the hallway and fired at Noah without hesitation.

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