"Why are you scared? Or do you want to kill him yourself but you are shy to say it clearly," he told her with a slight presence of humor in his tone.
She froze and inhaled at the question he asked. Why did he make her sound like his partner in crime.
"Don't be shy and tell me what you want," he told her seriously as he slowly stood up from where he sat.
"I don't want anything," She replied very cautiously as he approached her.
She felt her heart race as he got closer. She did not like this at all. She wanted him dead for half of her life for a crime he did not commit but now knowing who the real culprit is, she felt so confused.
She was not sure if she wanted him dead or even anyone else dead.
He placed his hands on her shoulders making her freeze and swallowed. "Or should I give you your uncle's head as a wedding gift?" he asked in an ice cold voice that made her shiver slightly while tightly clenching her fist on her lap.