My Waste Husband novel Chapter 1801

Sylvia stared at Terrey who was in front of her and shouted, "Who the hell are you?"

"How interesting. Even if that person isn't here, you still dare to appear before me. However, I don't need a tonic like you right now."

Terrey's voice sounded as hoarse as an old woman's.

Sylvia was no longer the powerless president she used to be. She stepped forward and swung her fist at Terrey's face.

"You're too slow and too weak. Kid, take this opportunity to go and enjoy your life for a few more days. I'll remember you. You won't be able to escape, hehe."

Terrey smiled creepily. She only had to move a little to dodge Sylvia's punch.

After Terrey had evaded Sylvia's punch, she stepped back and disappeared from the room in a blink of an eye. However, in the next second, the scene before Sylvia was returned into the house she had rented. She was still standing in front of the window, and Terrey was still tied to the chair as the man and woman in front of Terrey waved their wooden swords in their hands.

"It was an illusion?"

Sylvia muttered to herself, "Or is this an illusion?"

Meanwhile, Henry was still standing quietly in the living room, the cold wind blew at him from time to time. He was unable to find any flaws, the illusion was suspicious beyond his imagination.

Henry was filled with anxiety. Sylvia had been right next to him, but he had been caught in the illusion. Was she still safe?

Henry could not wait any longer to find the source of the evil spirit. He appeared outside of the community in a single flash. He took a few more steps and walked out of the range of the illusion. The illusion then disappeared instantly, and the cold wind did not blow at him anymore. Henry immediately rushed back into the rented house. When he returned to room, he saw Sylvia standing by the window.

In the house opposite theirs, the man and woman were still conducting their ritual on Terrey, sandalwood incense burned on the table.

Henry breathed a sigh of relief. This evil spirit was only targeting him and did not target Sylvia. He looked at the building opposite him carefully. Suddenly, Henry's pupils contracted. He looked at Sylvia and asked, "President Lin, how did you and Henry get to know each other?"

Sylvia was puzzled, "Senior, why..." "Say it quickly!"

Henry urged.

Sylvia's face reddened slightly. "The two of us meet at the entrance of the Civil Affairs Bureau, and then..." "Okay, that's enough."

Henry nodded and asked that question mainly to determine the authenticity of the woman in front of him. "President Lin, listen to me, you and I are now both trapped in an illusion."

Henry spoke in a very low voice.

Sylvia jolted slightly.

"I underestimated its ability. Look at the building opposite us. That is a house of many years, but the fence is not deformed at all. Although it is rusted, the size and thickness of each fence is exactly the same. Look at the sandalwood incense for the ritual, they are usually very particular about its length. Usually, it should be two short and one long, but now the height of the incense sticks is all the same, even for its ash. Take a closer look, Terrey's house is in the centre of the entire area, isn't that the common characteristics of the doings of the evil spirit?"

Henry's words travelled into Sylvia's ears continuously, and she only felt a chill go down her spine. She had actually fallen into the illusion unconsciously and even regarded the illusion as reality.

"So now we are..." "No."

Henry suddenly said again, "No! No!"

Henry muttered those two words over and over.

"Senior, what's wrong?"