I wasn't the type to talk. My gaze locked on her chest. Without hesitation, I drove the shard forward in a vicious thrust.
I wanted to see her bravado crack—to watch her tremble, beg, break.
But that moment never came.
Because Carlos stepped in front of her.
Blood bloomed across his white shirt like ink in water.
"Are you insane?!" Kianna's voice rang with fury. "If you want to vent your madness, come at me. Why him? Do you even realize—he was born with a condition? He can't stop the bleeding!"
My grip twisted tighter, forcing him down. "Now you understand."
"Diego! Don't drag an innocent family into this!" Kianna shrieked.
"Oh? Then my mother deserved to be paralyzed, is that it?" I spat sarcastically.
Without a shred of mercy, I shoved Carlos into the pool. Blood from the knife smeared across Kianna's dress.
The sudden chaos left everyone frozen, too afraid to intervene.
She called me a lunatic, but behind her fury, those eyes... trembled with something else.
"Crazy?" I sneered. "Isn't this exactly what you've been pushing me toward?"
From the moment I stepped into this gathering, she had been provoking me.
I had fought against Kianna for so long that I could barely remember what it felt like when we once loved each other.
On the day she proposed to me, I sold her company's confidential documents.
On the day I agreed to marry her, she hired someone to pull the oxygen tube from my mother's mouth.
When I was in a car accident and sent abroad for treatment, hooked up to countless tubes, she came. She lifted my oxygen mask herself, bit down on the corner of my lips, and whispered:
“Diego, if you die... in the next life, marry me. Let’s stop tormenting each other, okay?”
My body almost collapsed from lack of oxygen, but her eyes searched mine, full of pleading.
I shook my head. "There is no next life for us."
At the hospital, she rolled up her sleeve.
"We're the same blood type. Take mine. If it's not enough, take it all."
When she finally staggered out of the blood-draw room, she was barely standing. She grabbed my shoulder, as if to force her sincerity into me.
"Diego, did you see? I know how to love now."
"Sis, you gave too much blood. You're not thinking clearly. Let me help you." Natalia reached out, but Kianna shoved her aside.
"Get lost! I'm not delirious."