He Chose the So-Called Sister Chapter 399: Apologize to Anne

They had seen him flirting with other women, so they had...

No. It was all her fault. She never should have married a man like him.

"Hector, please... let me bring my parents home. It was their last wish. For their sake... as your former in-laws... I'm begging you."

"It's not impossible. But first—you apologize to Anne. You still remember how you called her a homewrecker everywhere you went, don't you?

"Anne isn't some weak little thing. She's brave and smart. Go on, Anne."

He stepped aside.

Anne strutted over, chest out and proud. "Yelena. I told you you'd come crawling back to me.

"Bow me first. Show me some real sincerity."

"Over my dead body. I will never bow to a homewrecker like you!"

"Fine. Then your parents will rot overseas forever. And once this blows over... I don't mind having their remains dug up and fed to dogs.

"That place is such a mess. If their bones get dragged off by stray dogs, no one would question it."

"You touch them, and I'll kill you!"

Yelena lunged at her, but Anne—who usually looked delicate—caught Yelena's arm and snapped it.

Before Yelena could scream, Anne forced the bone back into place.

Yelena collapsed, writhing in agony.

Anne stepped on her, pressing her shoe into Yelena's face, humiliating her.

"Yelena, I'll give you one more chance. Help us take down Sherry, and I'll let your parents come home."

She pulled out a small packet of white powder.

"Just make Sherry drink this—"

"No! Never!"

Yelena shook her head wildly. She trusted nothing they gave her.

She knew how dangerous drugs could be in those places.

Sherry was the only family she had left.

These people were monsters. She had no idea what was really in the powder.

"Why are you overreacting? You have one minute. It's just a sedative. She'll sleep for a while, and you get what you want. Sounds like a good deal to me."

"Go to hell! You'll never trick me! You filthy bunch will die badly, every last one of you! I hope you rot sick, head to toe, till your whole body falls apart!

"Hector doesn't know the real you... You're just a cheap hooker! A total slut!"

Anne's face twisted. "One word of that, and I'll kill you!"

She kicked Yelena hard to the ground and began stomping on her.

Yelena felt her ribs cracking. Blood filled her mouth.

Anne was surprisingly strong—she was moments from beating Yelena to death.

Hector heard the noise and walked over.

Anne immediately softened her expression and threw herself into his arms.

"Honey, your wife has lost her mind! She just threw herself on the ground and started rolling around, acting like I attacked her! Can you believe how fake she is? It's like she's trying to frame me!

"I'm so scared... Look at her, acting so pathetic. It's like I hurt her."

Hector frowned.

"All you had to do was apologize. Why do you always make a mess? Anne wouldn't give you a hard time. What a buzzkill. Listen up—if you can't make Anne satisfied, forget about your parents' remains."

He put his arm around Anne and walked away.

As he left, he glanced at Yelena struggling to stand... and for a second, he thought she really was in terrible pain.

"Wow, she's good. Just like when she rushed into that villa you bought me, screaming for you to save her parents, saying they were dying!

"Turns out they were long dead, and later someone set the fire. Who knows if it was her..."

Anne trailed off, pretending to hold back.

Hector's frown faded. He'd almost fallen for her act again.

"Yelena, you're the one who belongs in hell. How dare you act innocent after everything..."

Back then, even the autopsy said her parents had already breathed their last, then got burned postmortem. Yet she still blamed him.

Yelena ignored them. She limped to a small table and collapsed onto a chair.

She'd clearly heard her parents screaming for help inside that house.

She could not understand how it had turned into a story that they'd taken drugs and died long before.

So when she rushed over like a madwoman, forcing Hector to save them, everyone took it as a crazy performance.

From where she sat, she could see the bright, glittering hall inside.

She remembered what Hector once said to her parents, "If you don't belong in a circle, don't force your way in. Embarrassment is the least you'll get."

It made her parents want to disappear right then and there.