Chapter 912: I’d Rather Marry A Stone Than Marry That Pervert

Chapter 912: I’d Rather Marry A Stone Than Marry That Pervert



After a private talk with Samantha's parents, Ethan was finally accepted as their future son- in-law.

They couldn't find any fault in him, and even Samantha's younger siblings like him as well.

As celebration, Sandra and Samantha cooked a feast for everyone, which they normally only did twice a year.

Devon was quite happy with his son-in-law, knowing that the latter had been the one who took responsibility for his daughter's incident.

If it were someone else, they might have just treated it as a wonderful memory from their teenage years.

The more he looked at Ethan, the more he felt that his daughter had been lucky that the person who saved her was a handsome young man who had good character and background.

Pleased with Ethan, he even insisted that the two of them drink together, which the young man found very hard to reject.

Growing up, Ethan was banned from touching any alcoholic drinks by his Grandpa and Grandma.

They always told him that he was far too young for that, so he only drank fruit juice.

But seeing that his future father-in-law was genuinely happy and merely trying to bond with him, he relented and accepted a glass of Firewhisky, which made him feel as if his throat was on fire.

The celebration lasted till late in the night, and ended with everyone very satisfied.

"You shouldn't have joined Father," Samantha said softly as he helped Ethan remove his socks and shoes. "He is a strong drinker."

"Y.. Yes," Ethan's face was flushed, and although he felt a little light-headed, he was far from the verge of passing out.

Seeing this side of Ethan made Samantha shake her head helplessly. Clearly, Ethan was a lightweight when it came to drinking.

The only good thing was that he still looked sober on the surface, and the only signs showing that he was drunk was the redness on his face.

Knowing that the two of them had already done it in the past, Samantha's family had no problem with the young man sleeping in their daughter's room.

Of course, Ethan had no intention of doing such a thing while they were there, and Samantha knew it as well.

The young man fumbled to remove his shirt, which seemed to be stuck on his head.

This made Samantha giggle. The usual calm and composed Ethan looked very helpless at the moment.

"I'll do it for you," Samantha said with a smile. "Please hold still."

Listening to his lover, Ethan simply raised his hands and allowed the young lady to take his shirt off.

When that was done, she asked Ethan to stand up for a bit, so she could unbuckle his belt and unbutton his pants.

Her face was a little pale, but this wasn't the most striking sight when they entered her room.

The first thing that they would notice was a frozen interior filled with ice crystals. While Nicole's bed was left untouched, the entire surroundings were now frozen with ice.

A frown appeared on her beautiful face, and a trail of blood spilled at the corner of her lips.

But despite all that, she remained in her position, making the ice around her thicken. A few minutes later, she collapsed sideways on the bed, unconscious.

Blood spilled on her white sheets, and the ice in her surroundings shattered into countless pieces.

At that moment, a beautiful lady with long red hair appeared inside the room and shook her

head helplessly.

"This girl is going to die at this rate," Lady Hecate said before waving her handnto dispel the ice crystals, making them disappear in the blink of an eye.

"She's a stubborn one," Baradiel replied as she propped herself up from the bednand wiped the blood from the corner of her lips.

"Right now, you look like a vampire who just had some blood, you know?" Lady Hecate smirked. "Wipe it properly, or she might freak out when she wakes up."

"So troublesome," Baradiel replied. "Let her wake up seeing it so that she will know the consequences of her actions."

"You haven't changed one bit."

"And you're still being a busybody. You should have married Ashmedai six hundred years

ago."

"No, thank you." Lady Hecate shuddered. "I'd rather marry a stone than marry that pervert."

"I'm going to sleep," Baradiel said before laying down on the bed. "Just call me when you

find it."

"Fine," Lady Hecate replied before disappearing from the room.

A few minutes later, Nicole opened her eyes and looked at her surroundings in a daze.

When her gaze landed on the full body mirror at the corner of her room, she saw the blood that was spread from the corner of her lips, all the way to her right cheek.

A sigh escaped her lips before she stood up from the bed to head to the bathroom.

Right now, she was feeling numb.

She also knew that sooner or later, she would lose her sense of touch and taste, as she continued to control the Legacy that had turned her heart into a block of ice.