I had thought that Charles only wanted to replace my son's blood to get rid of the evil spirit inside him. However, I never expected that he would actually use pig's blood, which was completely wrong for the bloodline of a royal embalmer. How could he do that?
Tears filled my eyes as the sound of Alex’s painful crying before his death kept echoing inside my ears, refusing to leave.
I watched helplessly as my son’s small body, which was now covered with a white cloth, was pushed out of the operating room. His body, drained of all blood, had turned a terrifying purple-blue color that made my heart break into pieces. My poor son had to endure this for his evil father’s acts.
When I realized it, I could not hold it in anymore. I screamed loudly, rushing forward to where my son's body lay. Nevertheless, there was one thing that became clear.
The evil spirit that had always surrounded him had already completely disappeared. Without the protection from the royal embalmer’s blood, the ancient curse of the Orville Family had started to show its terrible effects once again. That family was doomed.
My mother-in-law looked very scared. Her face turned as pale as paper.
She grabbed my hand tightly while speaking with guilt in her tone, "Joanne, I beg you, Alex was just a little child. Please don't blame everything on Charles. You can still have other children in the future. I will teach Charles a lesson this time and make him deal properly with that homewrecker outside."
"Please, don't leave. I beg you on my knees. If you leave, the Orville Family will be completely destroyed. Everyone here will die … "
Yet, her words seemed distant and meaningless to me. It was as if they were coming from very far away. Meanwhile, I slowly reached out and touched my son's shriveled little cheek as I felt how cold and lifeless it had become.
A hundred years ago, the Orville Family had been cursed. For decades, hey had spent a huge amount of money trying to find a way to stop it. The only method that worked was using the evil energy inside the blood of royal embalmers to fight against the curse, like using poison to cure poison.
That bloodline had been passed down to me and now, I was the only one left in the world with it. In order to save lives and gather the negative energy needed, I agreed to marry into the Orville Family. The deal was for five years.