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Chapter 1247

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Ye Cang saw more and more disgusting images of Cinderella. The more she wanted to leave, the more she was toyed with. Ye Cang realized that almost everyone who was close to her was looking at her with contempt. She was chatting with an earl in a corner and purposely exposed half of her chest. The earl's eyes started to blur. However, she was discovered by her stepmother and sisters. They pulled her hair and slapped her, scolding her about the origin of her clothes and shoes. Her stepmother's gaze towards Cinderella did not fade away in despair. Instead, it turned into coldness. Just as she was about to smash the plate on Cinderella's face, a hand grabbed the plate. "Madam, your behavior is very indecent. Please stop it, okay?"

Cinderella saw that the person who pulled her up was the prince! Her heart started to yearn for more. Seeing that everyone was looking at them, the stepmother quickly left and left Cinderella alone.

Cinderella and the prince started chatting happily and even danced. It was only when the fairy reminded her that the clock struck midnight that Cinderella realized that she couldn't let him see her maid's clothes and her bare body! She said goodbye to the prince hurriedly because she knew that the prince was interested in her. When they were dancing, she kept touching her butt and breasts, saying sweet words and vows. She left the crystal shoe that only she could wear. The fairy helplessly used her magic to prevent the crystal shoe from disappearing. Both of them got on the pumpkin cart and left.

Before she reached home, the pumpkin cart disappeared along with everything else. Cinderella turned back into Cinderella, wearing the maid uniform that she found disgusting. She looked at the helpless fairy beside her and said, "I'll leave tomorrow to you. When I become the wife of the prince, I'll satisfy your every need!"

"Oh, you'll be beaten up badly if you go home now. I don't have much magic left …" The fairy's words made Cinderella smile very gently, but the gentleness only lasted for a moment and was immediately replaced by a kind of fanaticism. It was a fanaticism that was willing to cut off the chains that were holding her back at all costs in order to get what she desired the most.

When Cinderella returned home, she begged her stepmother and sisters but she was still beaten up. Cinderella hugged her stepmother's leg and licked a pebble on the bottom of her shoe. She smiled and said, "Mother, there's a pebble on the bottom of your shoe. I've cleaned it up for you …"

Only then did her stepmother let her off the hook. Under the mockery of her two sisters, the three of them gave up on the idea of crippling her and turned to teasing her instead. Cinderella satisfied them by showing them how lowly a person could be. She licked the spit that Katie spat at her feet, had her lower body stuffed into a metal ball by Charlotte, stuck the broom into Cinderella's backside like a tail, and rode her up and down the stairs. There was only one thing in Cinderella's mind, and that was for tomorrow, she was willing to do anything, no matter the means! Everything!!

Cinderella carried Charlotte to her stepmother's feet. After being abused by her stepmother and having an iron ball inserted into her lower body, it was already difficult for her to crawl like a dog, let alone carrying a person on her back. In the end, she was so tired that she laid on the side of the stairs as if she had died.

"This is so fun!! Mother, let's continue playing tomorrow! "

"Of course, Katie, Charlotte, my good daughters. Say goodnight to your sisters and go back to sleep."

"Goodnight …"

The three of them went back to their room to sleep, leaving Cinderella who had fainted or was just lying on the ground. It was midnight. Cinderella took out the broom from her butt and dug out the iron balls from her lower body. She washed them and put them away neatly. When she returned to her storeroom, she looked at herself in the mirror and smiled happily, "I made it! I made it! I made it …"

Tears of joy rolled down her cheeks. She wiped her face in the mirror and said in a serious tone, "Luckily, there are no injuries on my face …"

Ye Cang was no longer surprised by what had happened. Ever since her mother left and her father started ignoring her, everything in this house had become twisted.

Cinderella went into the kitchen and took a sharp knife. She took off her shoes and sneaked into her stepmother's room silently. Carefully, she lifted the blanket and covered it with a waterproof cloth. Then, she stabbed the knife into her stepmother's trachea and covered her mouth just in case. "Mother, I heard from a butcher in the city that if you cut open the trachea of an animal with a trachea, it would die before it could even scream … So it's true … Also, I knew that blood would stain the blanket. Mother, you said that it's made of black velvet and it's very expensive. Every time I washed it, you would hit me if there was even a little dust on it. Look, I purposely covered it with a waterproof cloth. It won't get dirty. Don't worry … "

Cinderella looked at her stepmother's eyes that were filled with despair and fear. She could not help but feel an inexplicable sense of pleasure.

After she breathed her last, she took out the sharp knife and went to Katie's room. Looking at Katie who was sleeping soundly, she took out her favorite pair of shoes and put them on. She mumbled, "I think this pair of shoes suits me better than you …"

She took them off gently and placed them on the table. Then, she walked to Katie with the sharp knife and looked at her gently. Caressing her chubby face, she said, "Actually, I didn't hate you when you first came here, really …" "My dear sister …"

The knife slit her throat and the pillow covered her face like a drunk, bloated loach. Cinderella chuckled, not knowing if it was a dream or reality. After a while, Cinderella stopped moving. Staring at the blood on the bed, Cinderella said, "Looks like you want me to wash the bedsheet that you peed on again. Sigh …" Cinderella sighed.

Cinderella gently closed the door to Katie's room and was about to head to Charlotte's room when she saw her sleeping soundly. She took out a rope and gently tied her hands and feet to the railing of the bed. "Sister Charlotte!!" Cinderella yelled.

Charlotte hadn't woken up yet. After a few calls, Charlotte woke up and opened her mouth. Cinderella stuffed the rag she used to wipe her lower body into Charlotte's mouth. She then looked at Charlotte's helpless expression and began to cut off her left hand, right hand, left foot, right foot, and even her private parts. She was dismembering Charlotte alive.

Ye Cang frowned when she saw this scene. This Cinderella has already … Stepping into the abyss, he didn't do it for the sake of vengeance and murder. Instead, he enjoyed the pleasure and even felt a sense of satisfaction. After that, he imitated how he treated Charlotte, except that he became calmer. He dragged the corpses back to the storeroom and dismembered them. He placed the corpses neatly on the storeroom and sorted out the parts of the corpses. After that, he placed the metal balls that he washed in his lower body into the mouths of his stepmother and Charlotte. Then, he collapsed onto the storeroom and said goodnight to the three heads.

She told her father that her stepmother and sisters had gone to her mother's house. She then waved goodbye to her father and continued to clean the blood in Katie and Charlotte's room. She hummed her favorite song, Little Red Riding Hood. When she reached the part where she fell asleep with her mother, a gentle smile appeared on her face. She wiped the sweat off her forehead in the direction of her mother's tombstone, "Mother, stepmother is nice to me. You don't have to worry about me …" "Don't worry," said Cinderella. Cinderella nodded her head and looked at her mother's tombstone.

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