In fact, if Evan Xiao hadn’t pushed her to the edge, she never would’ve dared to say it.
After all, ever since she was reborn, a lot of things had changed.
For example, Evan Xiao never went to Moonwater Abbey.
And she definitely wasn’t pregnant.
She had no idea if, in this lifetime, the same things from her past life would happen again...
What if he didn’t suffer a bloody disaster tomorrow? Wouldn’t she be beaten to death again?
But if she didn’t say it, looking at Evan Xiao’s expression, he’d probably drag her off to be beaten to death right now...
This guy is definitely not normal!
He’s a total maniac! A psycho and cold-blooded killer!
Life just feels so tough right now...
"Alright." Evan Xiao said. "If I really suffer a bloody disaster tomorrow, then I’ll admit you can actually ‘tell fortunes.’ But if I don’t..."
"Cough, cough, cough!" Grace started coughing violently.
She really didn’t want to hear the words ‘beaten to death’ ever again!
Seeing her face turn purple from coughing, Evan Xiao said coldly, "If I don’t, you can tell your family to prepare a coffin. Since you saved Sophie’s life, I’ll let you have a whole corpse."
Chloe Zhu’s fingernails dug into her thigh as she forced a smile through gritted teeth. She looked absolutely miserable.
The next day, Grace spent the whole morning in agony, like an ant on a hot pan.
She remembered that Hope and Claire once said Evan Xiao was ambushed on the street.
If he was attacked on the street, it should happen in the morning.
Because he usually only went out in the morning—to court, or to the barracks.
In the afternoon, he usually stayed in the manor.
Grace had never seen him go out for fun or leisure.
Probably because his social skills were terrible—he had no friends.
So, all morning, she knelt devoutly on her bed, staring at the sky, praying to every god she could name, begging for him to be ambushed—ambushed...
Before noon, they came back.
Hearing the news, Grace rushed to wait at the door of Frostmoon Quarters.
She wished so badly that Evan Xiao would be carried in, covered in blood.
The first to come in was Steward Qin.
As soon as he saw her, Steward Qin’s eyes lit up. "Goldie, your fortune-telling is spot on!"
"Oh? Did something happen to the general?" Grace’s eyes lit up.
Thank goodness, not everything had changed.
What’s meant to happen will happen, heh!
"Did you know? Yesterday you said the general would have a bloody disaster today, and he actually got ambushed!" Steward Qin looked at her with admiration. "Where did you learn fortune-telling? It’s so accurate!"
"Hehe, um—"
"Whether it’s fortune-telling or being a spy for Windspire Kingdom, who knows." Evan Xiao suddenly walked in.
Dressed in black, he looked agile and powerful, completely unharmed.
Grace was stunned. "General, what do you mean by that?"
Evan Xiao’s gaze was sharp as lightning. "Could it be you knew the Windspire Kingdom’s assassins would strike today? What’s your connection with them?"
Damn it!
She hadn’t cleared herself of poisoning Cecilia Chen, and now he was accusing her of being a spy!
Grace took a deep breath and quickly said, "General! I only predicted you’d have a bloody disaster, not that you’d be ambushed."
Evan Xiao paused and said, "I may have been ambushed, but I’m totally fine! Where’s the bloody disaster?"
Grace stared at his perfectly unharmed self: "..."
"Actually, General, if it weren’t for Goldie’s fortune today, we wouldn’t have been on guard. We might’ve fallen into their trap and really had a bloody disaster." Steward Qin spoke up for her.
"Fortune-telling?" Evan Xiao sneered. "Are you senile, actually believing this stuff?"
Steward Qin smiled awkwardly.