Wrong marriage and sweet love (Joyce and Luther) novel Chapter 1909

Chapter 1909: Let Him End It

Athena lunged forward, the bottle in her hand already open. Just as she was about to splash sulfuric acid onto Luther's handsome face, Joyce sensed something was wrong. She tried to push Luther away, shouting, "Be careful, get back!"

But evidently, it was too late.

Just as Joyce felt despair creeping in, someone acted faster than her. Christian seized Athena's wrist as she was about to commit the act. With a forceful twist, the highly concentrated sulfuric acid turned, its colorless liquid splashing entirely onto Athena herself, and splattering onto his own hand, causing a sizzling sound.

Cecelia acted swiftly, rushing to cover Alisha's eyes. In the next moment, she had already taken Alisha from Luther's embrace, holding Alisha tightly, "I'll take the child out first."

After speaking, she quickly dashed out of the basement. Children shouldn't witness such a bloody scene.

Numb from long-term drug use, Athena stood still for several seconds before emitting a piercing scream of agony. Almost all the sulfuric acid had splashed onto her, especially her once proud delicate face, including her eyes.

"Ahh, it hurts, it hurts!" she cried miserably, feeling her entire body burning as if it was melting. "My eyes, my eyes can't see! My face, my God, my face is melting! Save me, someone save me, who will save me!"

She collapsed to the ground, writhing in agony, devoid of any strength, rolling on the floor in pain. Although she wanted to die, she had never thought of dying in such excruciating agony. She was especially afraid of pain, otherwise, she wouldn't have constantly increased her dosage of painkillers.

She never dreamt that Christian, who had cherished her since she was little, would ultimately be the one to destroy her. Christian looked coldly at the immensely suffering Athena, feeling no pity in his heart. She had committed so many wrongdoings, and now she was reaping what she had sown. Since the mistake began with him, it was only right that he should end it.

The scene happened too quickly, almost endangering Luther. Joyce, watching Athena writhing in pain on the ground, felt lingering fear, her back drenched in cold sweat. If it wasn't for Christian's timely intervention, the one suffering at this moment would have been Luther. Athena was downright psychotic; if she couldn't have something, she wanted to destroy it, which was truly terrifying.

Seeing Christian's burned hand, Joyce whispered, hastily grabbing Christian's wrist, "You're injured!"

"It's nothing." Christian broke free, his facial expression unchanged despite the intense pain he was experiencing.

At this moment, the back of his hand was burned beyond recognition by the sulfuric acid, impossible to recover. But he had no regrets; the scars he would carry in the future would serve as a constant reminder of the mistakes he had made.

Waving his hand, he said, "All of you leave, I'll handle this."

Athena had already fainted, lying motionless on the ground. Her face was no longer human-like, grotesque and terrifying, her body in shambles.

Luther frowned, asking, "What are you going to do with her?"

Christian turned away, "She won't survive. With the deep-seated drug addiction and extensive burns, not even the gods can save her... for the sake of the many years of brother-sister affection, I will give her a merciful death. All of you leave, I will take care of this, she won't harm you anymore."

"Okay." Luther gathered Joyce to his side. "Let's go, don't look, it's not suitable for a pregnant woman to see such a sight."