Best Revenge: Being My Ex-Boyfriend’s Aunt

"Chester, where are you going?"

Charity leaped to her feet and went after him.

Then, she saw Chester's hand placed on the paring knife on the coffee table.

Something suddenly came to her mind, and an unnameable fear overcame her. "Don't..."

However, Chester could not hear her voice anymore. He lifted the knife and stabbed that part of his lower body.

He hated himself. What was done was done, yet Charity still found him filthy. Could he stand a chance of being with Charity if he lost that part? Would it mean that he could live with Charity and Cal? Would it also mean that Cal could officially call him... Dad?

In desperation, Charity subconsciously stretched out her hand to stop him.

In the process, the knife moved, and it sank into her flesh.

It hurt a lot. It hurt so much that she nearly suffocated, but it made Chester slightly more conscious.

Chester looked down, only to see a deep gash on the back of Charity's hand, where blood was gushing out.

"Charity... Charity..." Chester was astounded. The paring knife in his hand fell onto the floor, and he bellowed, "Ken, hurry up and call an ambulance."noveldrama

Ken, who had been staying close to the door and waiting, heard Chester's bellow and instantly rushed in. There was no romance in the house but only the smell of blood in the air. Also, Chester's leg and Charity's hand were covered with blood. Chester gripped Charity's hand like a madman, feeling guilty. He had forgotten that he was more severely injured than Charity.

As soon as the experienced Ken noticed what happened, he was dazed for two seconds before he hurriedly called an ambulance.

The ambulance swiftly sent the two of them to the hospital.

After they got into the ambulance, only one doctor was inside, so Chester pulled Charity to the front. "Please staunch the blood for her first."

"Doctor, my injury isn't serious. Treat him first..." At the thought of that cut, Charity was scared out of her wits. She hoped the doctor would be able to save Chester in time.

Chester said, "Mine doesn't matter. Treat her first."

"Chester, do you really want to be a eunuch?" Charity got angry.

"I'd rather not have that filthy part of me. It's for the good.”

Charity was at a loss for words.

She felt that Chester was out of his mind. In the past, all he cared about was relationships, yet now he was actually fine with not having that part of his body.

Their persuasion left the doctor in a dilemma. As a man himself, it was the doctor's first time hearing a man say such a thing. After looking around, the doctor simply put a bandage around Charity's hand before using a pair of scissors to cut open Chester's pants.

"Don't look." Chester pushed Charity's eyes away, worried that it would frighten her.

"Chester, if you dare move around, I'll ignore you forever." Charity's eyes reddened. It seemed to her that Chester could not get his priorities right.

At the sight of Charity's anxious look, Chester's pale lips curled into a smile.

The doctor noticed that Chester was severely injured. However, he believed it was not Chester's prosthetic leg that was wounded but his brain.

"Doctor, based on his condition... would he be able to recover?" Charity came forward and stared at the wound nervously.

"I'm not sure. He needs to have an X-ray to find out his condition. Lie down and let me bandage you."

Upon arriving at the hospital, Chester and Charity were wheeled into the operating theater as both of them needed to get stitches.

Charity's condition was better as she needed only three to four stitches. However, while she was getting the stitches, she truly believed that Chester was forever her nemesis.

She might not to able to get rid of the madman forever.