Willard burst through the door, his face twisting the moment he saw what was happening.
“Daisie! What are you doing?! Let her go!”
He strode forward, fury exploding through him, and hit Daisie hard in the chest.
She was already too weak to withstand the blow. Her body flew backward, slamming onto the floor. Her forehead struck the edge of the bed frame with a sickening thud, and her vision went black. Warm blood trickled down the side of her face, pooling beneath her cheek.
The pain from her abdominal wound flared violently, making her curl up in agony.
“Kendra! Are you okay?” Willard ignored Daisie completely, rushing instead to cradle Kendra in his arms. His voice trembled with concern as he examined the red marks on her neck.
Kendra collapsed against his chest, sobbing uncontrollably, her whole body shaking.
“Willard… I was so scared… She suddenly went crazy! She tried to strangle me! She said she regretted everything, that she wanted to kill me and take her kidney back…”
Willard’s gaze turned to Daisie, who lay on the floor with blood matting her hair. There wasn’t a trace of pity in his eyes, only blazing rage.