"You cannot see it?" Wyll asked again.
"I can see it! The big hole in the ceiling! It is fine, we should have renovated anyway. Is this why you sent the children to my mother's house? This does look a bit dangerous, the ceiling looks like it might fall down."
In the corner, Woo Manyeo observed this couple with great curiosity.
He had no parents and he had never even considered building a family. His career was his entire life. His colleagues even joked that he was extremely competitive in everything, even when it came to being single, he was the "King of Singles among the Overachievers."
He was genuinely very curious.
What kind of person would be willing to sacrifice their own life for their lover.
How… foolish.
Woo Manyeo: "Will you not regret it?"
Wyll: "What?"
Theresa looked around, but she did not detect anything unusual at all, nor did she see anything in the corner of the study.
She completely unable to understand what her husband was talking about.
Theresa: "What what? Dear, did you not hear what I said?"
Wyll: "No… I was not asking you, I…"
Woo Manyeo: "You are about to die. Your soul will enter Hell. The one taking your life is me, standing right here, while your beloved knows nothing about it. Will you not regret it?"
Theresa: "Dear, what is wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?"
Wyll: "I do not regret it! A demon like you will never understand human emotions! I love my wife, I love our children! I can give everything for them!"
Theresa: "Dear, please do not scare me. Who are you talking to? What demon?"
Is it that she cannot understand human emotions?
In the corner, Woo Manyeo curled his lips indifferently.
Clearly, whether it was when she was human or after becoming a demon, among all the people she had seen, someone like Wyll was actually the minority.
The demon in the corner let out a soft sigh.
The pity from a demon was hard to define, whether it was pity or a curse.
"He is talking to me."
Woo Manyeo snapped his fingers.
Theresa suddenly saw a strange boy appear in the corner of the study.
He wore sunglasses and a formal suit, but the suit was slightly wrinkled and covered with white dust, which making him look a little disheveled.
She was far more composed than Wyll and had noticed many details that Wyll had failed to observe.
Theresa quickly stepped back and hid behind her husband.
No matter who this boy was, he was definitely not human.
A human would never appear so silently and suddenly.
"What are you!"
"A demon."
"A demon?!"
Theresa was so frightened that she immediately turned and clung to her husband, while her hand gripping the cross around her neck.
Wyll shielded his wife and roared angrily at Woo Manyeo: "You promised me you would not hurt her!"
Woo Manyeo rolled her eyes.
"I did not hurt her. I swear on Hell, I have been sitting here without moving even once."
She glanced at the ceiling.
The two creatures up there had already calmed down.
The pig was no longer grunting and even the dog had given up struggling.
Woo Manyeo then snapped his fingers and the pig and the dog floated down to his feet.
This time, even without the chains being tightly pulled, they no longer rushed forward uncontrollably.
Theresa looked at the pig and dog floating down from the ceiling, finally realizing what her husband had been staring at earlier.
"Dear, what is going on?"
Wyll looked heartbroken and unwilling for his beloved wife to carry the burden of his death for the rest of her life.
He angrily accused Woo Manyeo.
"Why are you doing this! Why are you so cruel!"
Only after saying it did Wyll realize the other party was a demon, not a human.
They were not the same kind at all.
How could a demon understand human emotions, how could it care about what he felt?
"Do not worry," Woo Manyeo said calmly. "I will erase her memories later."
For a demon, something like erasing someone memories was not difficult.
Otherwise, he would not have revealed himself in this situation.
Theresa's soul was much clearer and purer than Wyll's.
Woo Manyeo wanted to test his own guess and more than that, he wanted to know. If he was wrong, would Wyll regret it?
Was it worth it?
He was genuinely curious.
Theresa was smart.
She immediately realized that her husband seemed to know this demon.
"Dear, tell me. What exactly is going on?"
"I, I made a deal with a demon… and now, the contract has reached its deadline."
Theresa's fingers fumbled around the cross pendant on her neck as she repeated in disbelief, "Deadline…?"
"So you mean you are going to die?" Theresa clutched her husband's arm tightly, unable to accept what she was hearing.
"Why! Why! Why did you make a deal with the devil!"
Theresa truly could not understand this at all.
She was a devout believer and her husband had always known that.
Why would he abandon God and make a deal with the devil?
"Of course it was for you."
Woo Manyeo looked at the contract in his hand and said, "Do you still remember your illness? Your husband made a deal with a demon from Hell so that your illness could be cured."
Theresa's eyes widened in shock, completely unable to believe it.
"I, I thought that was God's miracle!"
Woo Manyeo: "…"
"You have called out to Him for so many years. Did He ever respond?"
After hearing Woo Manyeo's words, Wyll collapsed back into his chair as if all strength had left his body.
"Yes. Yes, that is right. I was once so desperate, so devout in my prayers, but there was never any response. Not even once. In the end, it was still a demon who answered me…"
"Is that why you never went to church with me again?" Theresa finally understood.