Chapter 205 The White Porcelain Jar
[Have you people been camping in Hazel’s stream without checking Twitter? Or Scarlett’s stream?
[This isn’t just about forcing a woman into marriage. Her son died a year ago. They’re setting up a ghost marriage!]
[What the hell? I’m going to check.]
The viewer count in Hazel’s livestream dropped sharply. Not long after, they flooded back in.
And the ones who returned were just as shaken.
Oh my god, call the police! This is worse than we thought. A ghost marriage? What kind of horror movie plot is this?]
Scarlett is so vicious. She clearly saw that this old woman had bad intentions and didn’t warn Hazel. I’ve never seen anyone so cold.]
Stop arguing and call the cops already!]
Miranda said calmly, “It’s simple. You’re already my daughter–in–law, so you’re staying with us. Don’t worry, I’ll treat you well. Haven’t I been good to you these past few days? I’ll cherish you sincerely.”
You… You…” Hazel nearly exploded, but remembering the cameras, she forced herself to stay composed.
Ma’am, you must be mistaken. How am I your daughter–in–law? I’ve never even met your son, let alone narried him. Please stop this nonsense.”
What kind of lunatic is this?
Miranda smiled again. However, her smile was eerie and chilling.
How have you not married him? The first day you came, didn’t I give you a silver hairpiece? My son made hat himself. Accepting his gift means you agreed to marry him.
You wore the silver, you attended the wedding feast, and on your wedding night, you slept with my son. Of course, you’re my daughter–in–law.”
The more Hazel listened, the more confused–and horrified–she became.
What was this insanity? When had she ever met that woman’s son? When had she attended a wedding feast?
But on her first night here, the bedding had indeed been red. She hadn’t thought much of it.
Could it be that after she fell asleep, Miranda had let her son come in and share the bed?
But these past few days, she hadn’t sensed anyone beside her. She hadn’t seen any son tool
Where even was this so–called son?
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Chapter 205 The White Porcelain Jar
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Hazel was on the verge of breaking down. “What are you talking about? I’ve never met your son. I never slept in the same bed with him!”
She was a light sleeper and had trouble adjusting to unfamiliar beds.
She woke up several times each night, but there had been no one there.
That much she was certain of.
[Hazel, just run! Stop asking questions! This is terrifying!]
[Wait, so the first day Hazel arrived, that ‘feast‘ was actually her own wedding banquet? I thought this woman was just being generous for giving her silver jewelry and hosting a big dinner.]
[I’m going to die of fright. Oh my god.]
Miranda’s smile grew stranger.
‘Did you forget? Every night when you went to sleep, there was a white porcelain jar on the bedside shelf. That’s where my son was.”
[Oh my god!]
[Mommy, I just wanted to watch a wholesome reality show! Why did it turn into a horror film?]
[Help me, help me, help me! If I imagine myself in her place, I’m losing my mind.]
[Hazel must be completely traumatized right now!]
Hazel stood frozen, trembling uncontrollably.
‘W–what do you mean?”
Every night, above her head on the bedside shelf, there had been a white porcelain jar. She had thought it was just some random container. It felt strange sitting there, and she had even wanted to move it.
Miranda had told her it was nothing important.
But now she was saying her son was inside it?
How could a person be inside a jar?
“Yes,” Miranda said softly. “That’s where we keep my son’s ashes.”
Her tone was gentle, yet her words were bone–chilling.
The blood drained from Hazel’s face.
Every hair on her body stood on end.
Then, she screamed.
The three camera operators were shaking just as badly.
umera operato
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