After settling Bradley, Freya went to the bathroom to clean herself up.

Just now, Bradley was biting her like crazy until her lips were bleeding.

The most embarrassing thing that made her heart race was that her clothes were all torn to pieces while her fair skin was covered in bruises and marks left by him.

Bradley had forced her to do it before, but never as rough as today. He was completely without any restraint like a wild beast hunting his prey, savage and terrifying.

She did not know if it was because of him, but she felt a slight pain in her lower abdomen as well as a surge of heat.

When she realized what was happening, her mind went blank.

Darn it! Of all times, why did her period have to arrive now?

Freya hastily tidied up and came out of the bathroom.

She wore Juliet's clothes for now, but there were no sanitary supplies in the villa. Thus, she had to go out and buy some first.

She glanced back at Bradley, who was lying quietly on the couch with his eyes closed tightly and a strange flush on his face.

Freya checked his pulse again, which still showed the same abnormalities, but he was slightly better than before.

"Take a nap. I'm going out to buy something."

Just as she turned around, a large hand grabbed her wrist from behind.

Freya thought he had woken up, but when she turned to look, he was still sleeping soundly.

She tried to move his hand away, but he seemed to sense it subconsciously and held on tighter.

"I'm on my period. If you keep me here, my clothes will be dirty again. Behave. I'll be back soon."

She had improvised something just now, but that could not last for too long. She had to go buy some supplies right away.

Otherwise, it would be very embarrassing if she leaked and got her clothes dirty.

This was a high-end villa area, with a 24-hour supermarket nearby. She would be back in less than 20 minutes with what she needed.

Freya left the villa.

Bradley lay on the couch and fought to open his eyes just to see a shadow disappearing from the doorway.

Subsequently, he fell into a long, dreamless sleep.

At that moment, Juliet, who was lying on the bed, suddenly opened her eyes.

She got off the bed and walked toward the huge French window overlooking the street below.

In the rainy night, Freya trudged forward with a black umbrella in hand as her thin body swayed in the wind.

Juliet's mouth curved into a cruel smile as she turned and approached Bradley. She knelt down and reached out to gently stroke Bradley's handsome face.

"Brady, you forced me to do this. If you hadn't repeatedly pushed me away, why would I do such a thing?"

Over the past two or three days, she had been poisoning the food Bradley ate, even placing aphrodisiacs in his study to cloud his judgment.

Earlier, she used the chance provided when falling onto Bradley to insert a small needle into his body, triggering the effects of the drug and causing him to suddenly become violent and irritable.

Originally, she thought that with the effects of the aphrodisiacs, Bradley would wreak havoc on Freya. At the very least, Freya would be left barely alive.

She had not expected Bradley to use his strong willpower to hold himself back from hurting her.

Juliet clenched her fists in frustration.

At first, she hesitated because she loved Bradley and could not bear to hurt him.

However, upon seeing him constantly avoiding her and giving all his affection to Freya, she was driven mad with envy.

She did not care anymore. If she could not have him, then no one else could.

She would rather drag him and her to hell than to watch him love someone else.

Juliet repeatedly caressed the man's face, softly telling him her feelings for him.

"Leonard, I made a vow when I was young that I would marry you. How can you marry another woman? I love you so much that I would even die and sacrificed my own purity for you. You said you would take responsibility for me. How will you do that? Will you marry me?"

"No, you don't love me at all. You just see me as a pawn, a pawn to revive Solterra. Ian Logan was right. Once my use to you is over, you will abandon me."

"Now, you've married that bitch. She's the only one in your eyes and heart. How can you take responsibility now? You're the heartless and unfair one here. It's not my fault for ignoring old bonds! More than a hundred members of my family sacrificed themselves to protect Solterra. I should have upheld my mission to protect you by your side, but what benefits have I gained from protecting you? Should I just wait for you to eventually discard me?"

"Ian promised me that if I destroy you, he will grant me supreme power and a lifetime of wealth and glory beyond measure. He will even marry me so that I am his queen. He gave me the poison to ruin you. Initially, I didn't want to go against you, but you have truly disappointed me."

At that moment, Juliet's face was twisted in a wretched look with bloodshot eyes completely devoid of the fragile and gentle look that occupied them.

She savored his scent with a captivated look on her face as her slender fingers touched his lips while her eyes filled with adoration.

"Leonard, I won't kill you now. I'm just going to confuse your mind first. Once you truly fall in love with me, I will go to Ian to get the antidote to save you. As long as you leave Freya and treat me as you did before, I can overlook the past and help you revive Solterra."

As soon as those words were spoken, Bradley suddenly moved on the couch.

"Leonard, I have paid with my innocence. My body might have been violated by many men, but my heart remains pure. I still love you the most!"

With red eyes that soon shone with affection, Juliet gazed down at Bradley's handsome eyes.

He remained unconscious with the buttons of his shirt undone, revealing his muscular chest as a strong masculine scent lingered around him.

She was mad with love for him.

That was why she took extreme measures and collaborated with Ian. She even sacrificed her own body just to make Bradley feel guilty for the rest of his life.

At that moment, Bradley's eyelashes trembled twice, but his black eyes remained tightly closed as he muttered a name.

"Freya…"

The deep, hoarse voice made Juliet's face instantly twist as a wave of jealousy rushed through her head, causing her to lose control and scratch Bradley's face, leaving a blood mark.

She gritted her teeth and swept a hand across the coffee table, knocking things to the ground.

"Freya, what kind of tricks did you use to bewitch Leonard?"

Juliet's eyes were red as her face twisted in anger.

She glanced at the unconscious Bradley with a hint of hatred flashing in her eyes.

"If Leonard and I do it, will you run far away?"

Juliet made up her mind and began unbuttoning Bradley's shirt. She intended to do it with him today and drive Freya away.

At the age of 18, she was prepared to offer herself to him.

That day, she also drugged him. However, who would have thought that Bradley would wake up in a frenzy and viciously stab himself in the chest with a fruit knife so that the pain would awaken his rationality?