Chapter 980: 980 Heather on the Other Shore (4)
Such monotonous days without a single change continued for a week. No one spoke to her, Xiao Man’s spirit had beco sowhat scattered, her eyes unfocused as they stared straight ahead.
When the maid brought her als, she would see behind her; there was no daylight, only the light of lamps. Proof that this was a sealed room, and the real room lay outside. And the soundproofing must be very good, for she, trapped here, couldn’t hear any sound at all.
In this space, it was utterly silent.
Luo Xuan must have put sothing in her food, for she had no strength at all, unable to exert herself; she couldn’t even perform the simple act of clenching her fists.
She had completely turned into a useless person.
If Luo Xuan’s goal was this, then soon, it would be achieved.
She would slowly beco a madwoman, bit by bit.
When the second week was nearing its end, that door opened.
Luo Xuan walked in.
"You have endured longer than I imagined," Luo Xuan walked over, squatting in front of her, "But two weeks have passed, and I seem to no longer see Heather’s shadow in you. Have you given up?"
In this enclosed space, many people would go mad within the first three days, and most would break down after a week, yet she had only beco sowhat vacant, not as he had anticipated.
"Perhaps it’s because of the sedative I injected you with? It left you without the strength to harm yourself. Otherwise, just the reaction to the toxicity, and you would’ve found ways to torture yourself to death. I couldn’t bear to watch you die."
Xiao Man didn’t look at him, those empty eyes making it unclear whether she was listening at all.
Luo Xuan couldn’t guess what her current state was.
At the beginning of the second week, to test her, the door was left wide open, yet she had no intention of escaping, and eventually didn’t even co to receive her als. The maid had to go in to feed her, she would open her mouth, but she wouldn’t utter an extra word.
Luo Xuan initially thought she was feigning, so he observed her for several days, and the situation remained the sa.
She seed as if she were dead.
Therefore, his long fingers grasped her chin, pinching her jaw, lifting her face slightly.
"Heather, are you still alive?"
He was referring not to her body, but to her soul.
Luo Xuan leaned in, drawing close to her, placing dense kisses on her face, neck, and even inside her clothes.
His hand moved under the hem of her white dress, touching her soft, pale legs, slowly moving upward...
However, she was like a puppet, expressionless, without any response.
Luo Xuan’s actions suddenly halted, even he had a flicker of doubt in his eyes.
What’s going on?
A Heather who does not react, does not move, does not resist, is not what he wanted. He liked to watch her submit, but now, he could no longer see it.
She let him do as he pleased, and he had a premonition that even if he put her to the sword right there and then, she would not resist at all.
Yet, he didn’t want to.
"Heather?" he gripped her chin tightly, "Don’t think I can’t tell you’re pretending. Believe it or not, I could deal with you right now."
He observed her pupils ticulously; not a flicker of change, she hadn’t taken in a word.
Luo Xuan narrowed his eyes.
Could it be... under the combination of the toxicity and the sedative, a mutation had really occurred?
He had never experinted before, indeed it was the first ti he used it on Heather, the effects were unknown, but...
Could it really turn her into what she is now?
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