The Woman From Hell novel (Wanda and Theo) novel Chapter 1491

He looked at me with a trace of delight in his eyes. "I’m sure you know, Mrs. Grant, that many cells in the human body divide up each day. When old cells are lost, new cells will be born. That way, change can continue to happen in us."

He picked up the vial, fidgeting with it carefully as though he was admiring art." This is a cell inhibitor that we discovered unintentionally. This vial will penetrate the cell membrane, prompting the DNA to change the initial mission of the cells and stop them from renewing midway."

A glow emitted from his eyes as he spoke as if he was admiring an unparalleled painting.

I, on the other hand, felt nothing but fear. "Mrs. Grant, perhaps it’s even harder for you to imagine that once this needle is injected, the cells in the body will gradually die starting from the injection spot.

Muscles will start to harden, and gradually, the neurotransmitters will stop transmitting and the body will gradually lose its response."

He slowly approached me. "Imagine Mr. Grant dying slowly while his body stiffens. Various parts of his body will slowly become inactive. You'll watch as his pain intensifies but you aren't able to help him. I believe this won’t feel good, right?”

He frowned slightly as though he was empathizing with me.

"This is what you're doing to Munchkin now. You clearly have the chance to save him but you’re choosing not to. Although he wasn’t injected with this vial, I think his heart has already turned cold.

Ernest pouted. He was too dramatic as a kidnapper.

"Do you think I’ll be intimidated by you? You’ve underestimated a mother’s willpower.”

After pondering that night, I had envisioned many outcomes, including the worst-case scenario.

"I believe you must've prepared yourself in giving up treatment. That way, you can still take the child home for him to spend the last days of his life in happiness.”

"I don't know if localized cell necrosis is painful or not, but the expressions of the mice when we were doing the experiment didn't look very good." Ernest shook his head.

"One such vial is just enough for an adult. If they're injected in batches, I'm afraid the doctor will have to remove the necrotic parts in Theo's body in order to save his life. Mr. Theo might be chopped into pieces alive.”

A morbid glee appeared on Ernest's face once again.

"I'm quite excited to see that. If Mr. Hodds agrees, I actually don’t want you to sign the papers."

I began to breathe sharply. I did not want to ruin Munchkin's future, but I could not bear to see Theo suffer like he said.