Chapter 247: You Ugly Monster!
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The plastic surgeon pushed his glasses up his nose and said to Mark, emotionlessly, "Mr. Mark, I believe Miss Tina is still suffering from mental illness. While I am not the right person to help with her mental treatment, I'm sure that you can find other experts who can help her."
Mark's parents also tried to remind him, but the surgeon beat them to the punch. Everyone noticed that Tina wasn't mentally stable. She experienced episodes of uncontrollable tearfulness, euphoria and temper tantrums all in one day. Her mood swings had become erratic, and her emotions uncontrollable, which in essence was a mental disability.
Mark was aware of the truth too, but he didn't want anybody else to judge his sister. "Shut up. That's none of your business. Just do what I've paid you to do," he said.
The surgeon shrugged his shoulders, and rubbed his hand against the back of his neck.
Indeed, it was not his business at all. All he needed to do was to follow their orders.
By the time, Bess and Abbott tried to contribute to the conversation, Mark had already left the room for Tina.
Soon the surgeon followed Mark's lead. Before he stood up to leave, he looked at Bess and Abbott and said, "Miss Tina is not feeling well today. I will come again some other time."
There was a beautiful garden behind their house. Even in the coldest winters, the flowers would bloom as if it were spring.
However, the garden was now used to raise rabbits, a great number of white rabbits.
When Tina was in the mood, she would kill two rabbits at time. But when was angry, she would kill at least five rabbits. Satisfying her need for instant gratification, had led her to get addicted to the mindless killing.
The rabbits raised in the garden did not live long enough, but the Tao clan would always buy more new rabbits to replace the dead ones. Tina was very particular about the kind of rabbits she wanted. They all had to be white and they had to be cheap. If they brought her an expensive breed of rabbit, Tina would throw wild temper tantrums.
In Tina's perspective, Emily was like a cheap rabbit. Buying well-bred rabbits at higher prices would raise Emily's status, which she could never allow.
Tina hated Emily so much that her hatred had become an essential part of her life. It became the part that kept her going.
Today, Tina was obviously very upset. She needed to satiate her bloodlust, so as usual she went to the garden to kill a few rabbits.
"Emily", she used to call them. Tina picked up a fat rabbit, which closely resembled a snowball, by the scruff. Displeased by its appearance, she complained, "How come this one's so fat? Never feed the rabbit with so much fodder!"
The maid who wa
old, as if the sky that purloined over him would be smothered with darkening clouds, hiding away any signs of hope. "Take her away!" he commanded.
The maid shrieked like a wounded animal, wailing her heart out, as Mark's assistant dragged her away by her hair.
Having lost her patience and temper, Tina shook Mark's hand off and said, "You too! Get the hell away from me! Why do you care about a ugly monster like me?" Anger flared up inside Tina and she seethed at the Mark's affection for her.
"Who said you were an ugly monster? I will rip her tongue out with my own hands," he said. Mark pulled her to his arms, and coaxed her gently in a tender voice, "Don't be angry. Those lowly servants are not worthy of your anger."
"Don't be angry? Is that all you can say?" she complained. Tina's temper had simmered down, and she did not try to struggled out of Mark's arms. However, Mark had picked up a faint taste of coquetry from Tina's demeanor.
Mark knew more about her than he knew about himself. He could tell what she wanted to do just by looking into her eyes. How could he not know what she was up to?
"Behave yourself," he said to her. Mark sighed, feeling helpless. He didn't know what to do with the woman in his arms. "That thing that you crave so much, is not good for your body," he said.
"Not good for my body?" Tina sneered. "I don't care whether it's good for my body or not. At least it can give me happiness. The kind of happiness, even you can't give me. What is the point of living if you can't enjoy yourself every once in a while?
Brother, just live life and enjoy," she said. Tina winked at Mark, like a depraved, yet blossoming flower; gorgeous and deadly, stimulating Mark's senses.
Mark could never resist her temptation. Once again, his heart had failed him.
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The plastic surgeon pushed his glasses up his nose and said to Mark, emotionlessly, "Mr. Mark, I believe Miss Tina is still suffering from mental illness. While I am not the right person to help with her mental treatment, I'm sure that you can find other experts who can help her."
Mark's parents also tried to remind him, but the surgeon beat them to the punch. Everyone noticed that Tina wasn't mentally stable. She experienced episodes of uncontrollable tearfulness, euphoria and temper tantrums all in one day. Her mood swings had become erratic, and her emotions uncontrollable, which in essence was a mental disability.
Mark was aware of the truth too, but he didn't want anybody else to judge his sister. "Shut up. That's none of your business. Just do what I've paid you to do," he said.
The surgeon shrugged his shoulders, and rubbed his hand against the back of his neck.
Indeed, it was not his business at all. All he needed to do was to follow their orders.
By the time, Bess and Abbott tried to contribute to the conversation, Mark had already left the room for Tina.
Soon the surgeon followed Mark's lead. Before he stood up to leave, he looked at Bess and Abbott and said, "Miss Tina is not feeling well today. I will come again some other time."
There was a beautiful garden behind their house. Even in the coldest winters, the flowers would bloom as if it were spring.
However, the garden was now used to raise rabbits, a great number of white rabbits.
When Tina was in the mood, she would kill two rabbits at time. But when was angry, she would kill at least five rabbits. Satisfying her need for instant gratification, had led her to get addicted to the mindless killing.
The rabbits raised in the garden did not live long enough, but the Tao clan would always buy more new rabbits to replace the dead ones. Tina was very particular about the kind of rabbits she wanted. They all had to be white and they had to be cheap. If they brought her an expensive breed of rabbit, Tina would throw wild temper tantrums.
In Tina's perspective, Emily was like a cheap rabbit. Buying well-bred rabbits at higher prices would raise Emily's status, which she could never allow.
Tina hated Emily so much that her hatred had become an essential part of her life. It became the part that kept her going.
Today, Tina was obviously very upset. She needed to satiate her bloodlust, so as usual she went to the garden to kill a few rabbits.
"Emily", she used to call them. Tina picked up a fat rabbit, which closely resembled a snowball, by the scruff. Displeased by its appearance, she complained, "How come this one's so fat? Never feed the rabbit with so much fodder!"
The maid who wa
old, as if the sky that purloined over him would be smothered with darkening clouds, hiding away any signs of hope. "Take her away!" he commanded.
The maid shrieked like a wounded animal, wailing her heart out, as Mark's assistant dragged her away by her hair.
Having lost her patience and temper, Tina shook Mark's hand off and said, "You too! Get the hell away from me! Why do you care about a ugly monster like me?" Anger flared up inside Tina and she seethed at the Mark's affection for her.
"Who said you were an ugly monster? I will rip her tongue out with my own hands," he said. Mark pulled her to his arms, and coaxed her gently in a tender voice, "Don't be angry. Those lowly servants are not worthy of your anger."
"Don't be angry? Is that all you can say?" she complained. Tina's temper had simmered down, and she did not try to struggled out of Mark's arms. However, Mark had picked up a faint taste of coquetry from Tina's demeanor.
Mark knew more about her than he knew about himself. He could tell what she wanted to do just by looking into her eyes. How could he not know what she was up to?
"Behave yourself," he said to her. Mark sighed, feeling helpless. He didn't know what to do with the woman in his arms. "That thing that you crave so much, is not good for your body," he said.
"Not good for my body?" Tina sneered. "I don't care whether it's good for my body or not. At least it can give me happiness. The kind of happiness, even you can't give me. What is the point of living if you can't enjoy yourself every once in a while?
Brother, just live life and enjoy," she said. Tina winked at Mark, like a depraved, yet blossoming flower; gorgeous and deadly, stimulating Mark's senses.
Mark could never resist her temptation. Once again, his heart had failed him.
The plastic surgeon pushed his glasses up his nose and said to Mark, emotionlessly, "Mr. Mark, I believe Miss Tina is still suffering from mental illness. While I am not the right person to help with her mental treatment, I'm sure that you can find other experts who can help her."Mark's parents also tried to remind him, but the surgeon beat them to the punch. Everyone noticed that Tina wasn't mentally stable. She experienced episodes of uncontrollable tearfulness, euphoria and temper tantrums all in one day. Her mood swings had become erratic, and her emotions uncontrollable, which in essence was a mental disability. Mark was aware of the truth too, but he didn't want anybody else to judge his sister. "Shut up. That's none of your business. Just do what I've paid you to do," he said. The surgeon shrugged his shoulders, and rubbed his hand against the back of his neck. Indeed, it was not his business at all. All he needed to do was to follow their orders. By the time, Bess and Abbott tried to contribute to the conversation, Mark had already left the room for Tina. Soon the surgeon followed Mark's lead. Before he stood up to leave, he looked at Bess and Abbott and said, "Miss Tina is not feeling well today. I will come again some other time."There was a beautiful garden behind their house. Even in the coldest winters, the flowers would bloom as if it were spring. However, the garden was now used to raise rabbits, a great number of white rabbits. When Tina was in the mood, she would kill two rabbits at time. But when was angry, she would kill at least five rabbits. Satisfying her need for instant gratification, had led her to get addicted to the mindless killing. The rabbits raised in the garden did not live long enough, but the Tao clan would always buy more new rabbits to replace the dead ones. Tina was very particular about the kind of rabbits she wanted. They all had to be white and they had to be cheap. If they brought her an expensive breed of rabbit, Tina would throw wild temper tantrums. In Tina's perspective, Emily was like a cheap rabbit. Buying well-bred rabbits at higher prices would raise Emily's status, which she could never allow. Tina hated Emily so much that her hatred had become an essential part of her life. It became the part that kept her going. Today, Tina was obviously very upset. She needed to satiate her bloodlust, so as usual she went to the garden to kill a few rabbits. "Emily", she used to call them. Tina picked up a fat rabbit, which closely resembled a snowball, by the scruff. Displeased by its appearance, she complained, "How come this one's so fat? Never feed the rabbit with so much fodder!"The maid who waold, as if the sky that purloined over him would be smothered with darkening clouds, hiding away any signs of hope. "Take her away!" he commanded. The maid shrieked like a wounded animal, wailing her heart out, as Mark's assistant dragged her away by her hair. Having lost her patience and temper, Tina shook Mark's hand off and said, "You too! Get the hell away from me! Why do you care about a ugly monster like me?" Anger flared up inside Tina and she seethed at the Mark's affection for her. "Who said you were an ugly monster? I will rip her tongue out with my own hands," he said. Mark pulled her to his arms, and coaxed her gently in a tender voice, "Don't be angry. Those lowly servants are not worthy of your anger.""Don't be angry? Is that all you can say?" she complained. Tina's temper had simmered down, and she did not try to struggled out of Mark's arms. However, Mark had picked up a faint taste of coquetry from Tina's demeanor. Mark knew more about her than he knew about himself. He could tell what she wanted to do just by looking into her eyes. How could he not know what she was up to? "Behave yourself," he said to her. Mark sighed, feeling helpless. He didn't know what to do with the woman in his arms. "That thing that you crave so much, is not good for your body," he said. "Not good for my body?" Tina sneered. "I don't care whether it's good for my body or not. At least it can give me happiness. The kind of happiness, even you can't give me. What is the point of living if you can't enjoy yourself every once in a while? Brother, just live life and enjoy," she said. Tina winked at Mark, like a depraved, yet blossoming flower; gorgeous and deadly, stimulating Mark's senses. Mark could never resist her temptation. Once again, his heart had failed him.
