SISTER IN LAW novel Chapter 57

"Stop it! STOOOOP. DONT EVER CALL ME THAT! I DON'T HAVE A SISTER WHO IS A BITCH LIKE YOU. YOU ARE FLIRTY DISGUSTING. (And she slapped me hard.) YOU ARE FLIRTY. (She slapped me again. YOU WANTED MY HUSBAND. AND YOU'RE A WHORE FOR LETTING HIM IMPREGNATE YOU. YOU TWO CHEATED ON ME. BUT DO YOU KNOW WHAT CHILDREN WHO CAME FROM A SIN SHOULD NOT LIVE IN THIS WORLD? THEY SHOULD DIE. SO I WILL KILL YOUR DAUGHTER, LEYSA! I WILL KILL HER. SHE IS A MISTAKE."

What a crazy statement she had, and I suddenly felt scared when she pulled out a gun. Damn it.

"And a son? It would have been happier if it was Fred's son. BUT NOT --NOT LEYSA, that boy was a mistake, too. SO I WILL NOT RETURN YOUR DAUGHTER TO YOU. I ALSO KILLED YOUR SON. YOU KNOW THAT?!" She crazily blurted out. She even jumped with joy, I felt nothing but sympathy, pity and sadness because of what was happening to her.

"Please, Diana. Sis--" My plea was interrupted when he shouted, as if her palms were covering her ears, but she also suddenly stopped and looked at me badly.

She even came with a....

A crazy holding a gun? --you gotta be kidding me. Definitely no hesitations, she will pull the trigger, when she got mad at me.

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She gently stroked the gun on my face. Gosh. This is really crazy.

"But before I do that. I'll put you first, you are a sinner that should be --you should be put in a coffin alive!" she said.

And she untied me from the chair, and I took it as a chance to push her. And get out of this room. I need to find my daughter.

But before I could go out, she grabbed and pulled my hair again. Shit. So I kicked her hard.

"Look, Leysa. Where are you going?"

"You look better. Where did you take my daughter?" I kicked her again... but this time enough to make her lay down in the floor and let go of me.

While she was still laying down I took the chance to run out. But I suddenly stopped when I heard her pull out a gun.

"All right, try to take a step. I'll make sure your skull explodes by chance. You're going to die, while you haven't saved your child yet." I am not making a move -not because I am afraid she will shoot me but I am afraid I will not be able to save my daughter.

I felt she was behind me and again, she pulled my hair.

"But it's happier when your child sees how her Mama dies. Isn't it great? Oh... how about - I will repeat what I did in our house before? Huh? Nahh! Do not answer me. I do not need your opinion. I will judge your sinfulness!"