She Became My Friend’s Mother-In-Law - Chapter 145
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Chapter 145. Abduction (2)
“Ahhhhh!”
Rosena clutched her nose and screamed.
Warm liquid streamed between her fingers.
‘Now!’
Cecilia didn’t hesitate.
I kicked open the wardrobe and bolted straight for the door.
“Damn!”
Rosena’s eyes flashed with savage fury as she realized her target had escaped.
Blood dripped from her nose down her chin to the floor, but she had no time to care.
Grinding her teeth, she immediately gave chase.
“Where do you think you’re going!”
A bestial roar erupted behind me.
Cecilia flinched but clenched her jaw and ran harder.
I had to stay sharp to avoid falling.
But no matter how desperately I fled, escaping with an injured body was nearly impossible.
Ragged breathing closed in right behind me.
Snap!
“Ah!”
Rosena seized my hair from behind.
My upper body snapped backward violently.
“Rosena! Let go!”
“You dare run from me?”
I flailed my arms desperately.
Rosena gripped my hair even more brutally and wrenched it.
Thud!
My body crashed hard against the floor.
The moment my back and shoulders struck the ground, my breath caught.
There was no time to recover.
Rosena straddled me immediately.
“I’ll kill you! I’ll kill you!”
Her hands closed around my throat, choking off my breath.
‘No… not like this…’
I clawed desperately at the floor.
Dust and splinters of wood scraped against my fingertips.
Then my hand closed around something hard—a stone.
There was no time to hesitate.
Gritting my teeth, I swung my fist.
Crack!
The stone struck Rosena’s forehead dead center.
“Aaahhh!”
As the scream tore from her throat, her grip loosened.
Cecilia seized that instant, twisting her body free with a fluid motion.
“Where do you think you’re going!”
Rosena lunged again, grasping for Cecilia’s shoulder to pin her down.
Crack!
But this time, Cecilia was faster—she seized Rosena’s wrist first.
“Stop. Now. Stop!”
Gritting her teeth, I forced each word out as I shoved with all my strength.
My plan was to break free and bolt from the Cabin.
But Rosena was equally relentless.
“You’re not going anywhere!”
She refused to release her grip on my arm.
Our bodies tangled together, rolling across the floor.
Dust rose in clouds; hair flew wild; clothes tore and crumpled.
The searing pain of skin abrading against stone, bones colliding—it came in relentless waves.
For a time, we grappled in earnest, neither yielding.
Smack!
My hand lashed across Rosena’s cheek.
Thud!
Her fist answered, striking my shoulder.
In raw physical combat, my greater height gave me a slight advantage.
Yet Rosena, fighting with desperate fury, was far from an easy opponent.
As our breathing grew ragged and our limbs began to weaken.
“I didn’t want to resort to this….”
Rosena’s lips twisted into a distorted smile as she drew something from her bosom with a soft metallic whisper.
A short blade gleamed in the sharp ring of steel.
The fireplace flames cast an eerie glint across the blade.
“You could have lived another half day if you’d simply stayed still.”
Rosena laughed, a hollow sound.
“Blame your own foolish head!”
Whoosh—
The dagger cut through the air toward me.
An attack from someone unhinged was wild and unpredictable.
Which made it all the more dangerous.
I twisted my body, barely evading the blade.
I was being driven backward.
Every ounce of strength went into maintaining my balance.
Then my back struck the wall with a dull thud.
“Ugh!”
The blade’s edge grazed across my arm as it passed.
A sharp, searing pain lanced through me.
Blood seeped through the torn fabric of my sleeve.
Rosena’s eyes gleamed with even more sinister intent at the sight.
“Haha! Next comes your throat!”
Rosena stepped closer, breathing heavily and ragged.
Now, with my back pressed against the wall, I was utterly cornered.
Rosena raised her dagger high overhead.
“Now just die already!”
Whoosh!
The blade cut through the air and plunged downward.
In that instant.
I desperately seized Rosena’s wrist.
“…!”
The blade’s tip stopped mere inches from my face.
“Ugh!”
Rosena poured more force into her downward thrust, her hand trembling with effort.
The veins on the back of her hand bulged, and her arm shook violently.
I held firm with every ounce of strength I possessed.
“Rosena, give up now. It’s all over.”
I spoke low and resolute.
My face was a mess of dust and blood, but my gaze remained unwavering.
“I heard you sent a letter to my husband. That means Rainer should be nearby by now, doesn’t he?”
“…!”
“When my husband arrives, do you think you can face us both at once?”
The Messenger had left the Manor some time ago now.
Rosena’s face hardened.
The pressure of passing time, which she had momentarily forgotten, suddenly weighed upon her skin.
“Tch! This is all because you ruined my plan!”
She let out a furious cry.
Her eyes had completely lost all reason.
“I’ll kill you! Before that Duke arrives, I’ll end you with my own hands!”
Rosena drove her strength forward once more, like a madwoman.
The blade’s tip descended inch by inch, slowly and inexorably.
“Cecilia! Die!”
In that moment.
I wrung out my last reserves of strength and twisted Rosena’s wrist inward.
Simultaneously, I rolled my body across the floor and slipped away to the side.
“…!”
I narrowly evaded the blade’s edge.
Rosena’s arm, already driven by momentum, could not be stopped.
The blade plunged straight downward.
Squelch!
“…What?”
For a moment, time seemed to freeze.
Rosena stared down at herself with a vacant expression.
The dagger was embedded deep in her thigh.
Soon crimson blood seeped through the fabric, spreading outward.
“Ah, ahhhhh!”
A scream tore from her throat, delayed but violent.
Unable to bear the excruciating pain, Rosena collapsed to the floor.
“Ahhhhh! It hurts! It hurts so much!”
She thrashed about, rolling and shrieking.
Her cries echoed through the space like a wounded beast’s howl.
‘I have to escape now.’
Cecilia’s legs too had gone weak, and she couldn’t rise immediately.
But I couldn’t afford to lose focus.
I pushed myself up on my knees, struggling to my feet.
In that instant, Rosena’s eyes blazed with sudden clarity.
“You said we’d die together!”
Rosena hurled the oil lamp she’d been carrying directly at the wall.
Crash!
Glass shattered into countless pieces, oil spraying in all directions.
The flame from the wick caught the spreading liquid.
Whoosh!
The dry timber caught fire instantly, flames racing upward.
Dried kindling and decrepit furniture ignited all at once, consumed by the inferno.
Soon the walls and ceiling were stained crimson with fire.
“Hahaha! Hahahaha!”
Rosena lay on the floor, laughing like a madwoman.
“I should have done this sooner! Let’s fall into hell together, Cecilia! I’ll even reunite you with your parents!”
The flames grew fiercer, and smoke began to choke the air.
‘No. I have to get out….’
I barely managed to stand.
But already thick smoke filled my entire field of vision.
My breathing grew ragged as I quickly covered my nose and mouth with my sleeve.
The crackling of flames and Rosena’s delirious laughter mingled together.
Since Rosena was no longer visible,
I couldn’t tell if the sounds reaching my ears were real or hallucinations.
“Cough! Cough!”
My throat felt like it was burning away.
With each breath, scorching heat seared through my lungs.
‘The exit… hurry…’
But my mind raced while my body refused to obey.
From inhaling the smoke, my legs grew heavier by the moment and my head spun.
Soon I staggered, my body crumpling to one side as my knees struck the ground.
Rosena’s voice echoed in my mind—her plea to descend into hell together.
Was I truly going to die here?
In a situation that seemed utterly beyond salvation.
When despair alone flooded my thoughts.
“Cecilia!”
In that instant, a familiar voice pierced through the smoke.
My eyes snapped open.
It was no illusion.
A voice desperate, urgent, and achingly fervent called out again.
“Cecilia!”
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