The Psychotic Girl’s Revenge

Angie stood there, looking between Kevin and Paige. Instinctively, she rushed to block Enrico’s path.

The Miss wouldn’t let Mr. Gustin leave.

“…”

Enrico looked at her coldly.

“Let him go,” Paige said.

“…”

Angie was shocked and glanced at Paige, then slowly stepped back to clear the way.

Enrico strode forward without ever looking back, as if there wasn’t a hint of reluctance.

It had been almost a month of this back and forth, yet the outcome remained the same-no result.

Paige walked forward and stopped beside Kevin. “Are you satisfied now?”

“…”

Kevin remained silent.

“I didn’t tell him the truth out of pity for him; it was out of selfishness. I didn’t want it to come to this,” Paige said, glancing at Kevin’s astonished expression and letting out a bitter laugh. “But now, it’s happened.”

“I didn’t think he’d leave,” Kevin frowned, although deep down, he had hoped Enrico would distance himself from Paige.

“He has no memory of me. Why would he feel compelled to repay what I’ve given, or endure your hostility?” Paige asked. “From the beginning, he was just forced into all of this.”

Too innocent.

Leaving was only natural.

“…”

Kevin stood there, his expression darkening. After a moment, he said in a low voice, “If he leaves like this, something bad could happen. I’ll follow him.”Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

The president of the Gustin Group had become like a nine-year-old child. If anyone with ill intent saw him walking alone, who knew what could happen?

“I’ll follow him myself,” Paige rejected his offer. She took a step forward and said to Angie, “I hurt my arm, you drive.”

“Yes.”

Angie nodded.

Kevin stood there, filled with regret and frustration.

…

Enrico had left New Rose Estate with nothing.

Angie drove the car, careful not to follow too closely. All they could see in the endless road ahead was his distant figure, far enough that one turn and they might lose him.

Luckily, Enrico was just walking, seemingly without any purpose.

He walked along the roadside, holding only a coat in his hand.

The car was eerily quiet, with no music, making the silence almost unbearable.

Angie glanced at Paige in the passenger seat. Paige sat there quietly, her face emotionless, her eyes staring straight ahead. Angie didn’t need to guess whom she was focused on.

“Miss, Mr. Kevin only cares about you,” Angie couldn’t help but whisper.

The car remained silent.

Just when Angie thought Paige wouldn’t respond, she spoke. “I know.”

“You kicked Mr. Kevin in front of everyone. He must be feeling awful,” Angie said in an even softer voice.

“Do you also think I should distance myself from Enrico?” Paige asked, still looking at the faint figure in the distance.

If Angie hadn’t intervened earlier to stop Enrico, showing that she was still willing to listen to Paige, Paige wouldn’t have let her drive.

“…”

Angie stayed quiet.

In truth, Mr. Kevin wasn’t wrong. The group that followed Paige had high hopes of accomplishing something significant, and their loyalty and obedience to her were based on trust and admiration. But since coming to the capital, Paige’s favoring of Enrico had caused whispers of discontent among the group. No one dared voice it, but Kevin did.

“Angie.”

“Yes.”

Paige stared ahead, her pale lips moving slightly. “Do you know why the Gustin Group ended up where it is today?”

“Because Mr. Gustin fell ill and couldn’t take charge,” Angie answered, gripping the steering wheel.

“And do you know why he fell ill?” Paige asked in a low voice, answering her own question, “Because of me.”

“…”

Angie’s grip on the wheel tightened.

“If I hadn’t been captured by Gangnam Hall, he wouldn’t have taken a smuggling boat back. He wouldn’t have been triggered into hallucinations. The night after I left, he collapsed,” Paige said, leaning back in her seat.

“…”

Angie had never witnessed it firsthand, so she couldn’t fully understand, but hearing this still left her deeply shaken.

“Without him, there would be no me, and there would be no Temple in Heaven,” Paige added bitterly.

But now, at New Rose Estate, they would rally behind Kevin, while only she focused on Enrico.

Was she overdoing it? She didn’t think so.

“…”

Angie looked ahead at the distant figure, a sense of sorrow creeping in.

“He lost his memory. He might be fine without me, but I can’t be without him. Without him, I wouldn’t know how to keep going.”

The only reason she had made it this far was because she had always wanted to fulfill her promise and find him again.

“I’m sorry, Miss.”

Angie apologized. She admitted that before this, she too had thought Kevin was better suited for her than Mr. Gustin, but now she realized she was wrong.

“…”

Paige quietly stared into the distance, following that figure, even if only from afar. Just watching him made her feel at ease.

“Miss, why don’t you tell Mr. Gustin all of this?” Angie asked. Maybe if he knew, he wouldn’t leave.

“What would I say? That I can’t live without him?” Paige replied with a hint of self-mockery. “I promised to let him grow freely. I won’t force him.”

No matter how much she needed him, she would still give him the space.

Angie drove on and noticed that Enrico wasn’t wandering aimlessly. He was following a path.

He pawned his coat at a shop and exchanged it for a thin stack of cash. But instead of calling Jaden to pick him up, he boarded a bus.

Angie sped up to follow, keeping the car parallel to the bus’s tail.

Paige looked up. There weren’t many people on the bus; it was almost empty.

Enrico sat at the back, near the window. He was so tall that even sitting, he almost reached the roof. He stared out the window, lost in thought.

Paige followed his gaze. The sky was a deep blue, the weather beautiful.

The bus stopped and started at several stations, but Enrico remained in that back seat.

After getting off the bus, he walked for about half an hour until he stopped in front of an old mansion with a high wall around it.

Rose Estate.

It had been empty for three years. The place had aged. Rose vines dried up on the walls, no one cleaned the fallen leaves, and the mansion’s windows were no longer spotless.

Angie parked the car at a distance.

Paige sat in the car, silently watching. When Enrico had first woken up, he was a stranger to this world. Now, he had found his way back to the old Rose Estate all by himself.

But without her, this was the only place he could find. The only place he belonged.

Suddenly, Enrico tilted his head slightly, as if sensing something. His figure swiftly darted to the other side of the wall, pressing himself tightly against it.

“Why is she here?” Angie said in shock.