366: Chapter 366

Chapter 366

Marlon gulped, "All of you, except Penny, turn around and leave this hospital now."2

"But, Master—"

"This is an order," Marlon said. "Don't worry, she won't kill me. If she did, you could hunt her down and cut her to pieces."

The leader of the gunmen looked hesitant at first, but when he saw how that vicious old lady twisted the knife a little on their Master's neck, he decided to retreat.

"We will be waiting outside, Master Grant," the leader finally signaled his men to retreat, leaving Penny alone with Marlon and the crazy old bitch behind him. 

Dahlia waited until those men in black were out of her sight in the corridor, and he finally pushed Marlon towards Penny.

"Kyah!" Penny fell on her butt as she tried to catch Marlon. Dahlia returned to her room and grabbed Marlon's cane. 

She giggled when she saw Penny struggling to help Marlon to get up.

Thus, she threw the cane towards Penny and said, "Leave now. You two ruined my peaceful afternoon."

Penny glared at Dahlia for a second, but when Dahlia glared back at her, she quickly lowered her head. 

"That's more like it," Dahlia scoffed and slammed the door shut, returning to her bed to read more of Kate's curated books.

She was waiting for the cook to serve her dinner so she could have an important talk with him.

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"Fuck, fuck!" Marlon continued cursing as he limped while walking through the long corridor. He held his cane in his right hand and gripped Penny's shoulder with the other hand to support himself. 

He felt pain all over his body and definitely needed a hospital visit after leaving this wretched place full of insane people. 

"D—Dear, look what she had done to you…" Penny said while helping Marlon to walk. "You're hurting all over because of her. I think you should do something before she becomes completely insane and hurts even more people..."

Penny was trying to push Marlon further, hoping that Marlon would finally shed the last trace of love for Dahlia and kill her. 

Marlon clenched his cane harder. 

He hated Dahlia and his disobedience so much. He also hated how Dahlia always seemed to get the upper hand against him. 

But no matter how much he hated her, deep down, Marlon still had a trace of love for Dahlia and hoped that Dahlia would see he was right all along.

He did everything in the family's honor, yet nobody seemed to be on his side. 

But after seeing how crazy Dahlia could be, he realized it was time to end her.

Just like how his heart was in pain when he murdered James, his heart was also in pain when he had to carry the order to murder Dahlia.

But it was all for the greater good.

"You're right. I have to kill her before she becomes an even bigger nuisance," Marlon said.

Penny's eyes brightened, "Really? You will do that?"

Marlon glared at Penny, who seemed too happy with it, even though his heart was hurting, knowing the wife he loved would die soon. 

"Don't you dare to fucking think about it, Penny. Even if she dies, I will not marry you," Marlon said. "I will never marry a street whore. You should be grateful that I allow you to live in my estate."

Penny's smile dimmed once more.

As expected, Marlon could not relinquish his love for Dahlia. No matter how hard Penny tried to become the obedient wife he wanted, his heart seemed to harbor completely on that crazy woman. 

"I have to kill her to save my family's name. She will thank me in her grave for bringing honor to the family," Marlon said. 

Finally, after pacing through a long corridor, he successfully walked out of the mental hospital.

The gunmen's leader rushed towards his Master and offered to carry him, "Master, you have been wounded. I will carry you to the hospital!"

"Tsk, no need to bother with that. I can still walk!" Marlon said while knocking the cane on the leader's head. "I would've beat all of you for being so incompetent. You can't even stop me from getting hurt by Dahlia!"

The five big men said nothing. They simply accepted all the scoldings coming from their Master because it was their fault. They couldn't read Dahlia's crazy ideas, so Marlon got hurt instead. 

Marlon knocked their heads one by one with his cane and said, "I want to fire all of you, but I will give you one more chance."

"We will do anything, Master."

Marlon went silent after that. He looked over his shoulder and stared at the long corridor of the mental hospital.

He wanted to just burn the whole mental facility with Dahlia stuck inside, but it might attract too much attention from the government and police department.

So, he had to be more discreet. 

"Find a way to kill Dahlia Grant tonight. Don't make too much fuss about it, I don't want the police department to know about her death. I want the picture of her corpse before dawn," Marlon carried out the order. "You can dispose of her body after that."

His heart kept on aching no matter how many times he tried to ignore it. 

But this was necessary. 

The gunmen's leader paused for a moment, then he nodded solemnly, "I will do as you say, Master Grant. She will be done before dawn."

"Good, I will go to the hospital. My body is hurting all over," Marlon said. He entered his car and told the driver to go straight to the real hospital.

He was accompanied by Penny, who kept yapping about her worry, but Marlon's mind wandered.

He recalled all the sweet times he had with Dahlia back then. 

Dahlia was a perfect woman. She was smart, came from a great family background, and was a good mother to James and Henry. She was also very adept at carrying her air of elegance. She was a woman that many men wanted.

She was perfect.

But she was also too perfect to the point that Marlon began to get insecure about his existence as the patriarch of the family. 

Marlon closed his eyes, ignoring Penny's endless chatter. He remembered how Dahlia said she wished to grow old and watch their grandchildren together. 

…

Marlon wondered if he had made the wrong choice by murdering James and Dahlia, two people who were very important in his heart.

He had a trace of regret but then tried to justify his action so he'd stop feeling guilty, 'They brought it upon themselves. If only they listened to me. We would have a complete and honorable family with a noble title.'

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