Chapter 136 – A Little Princess’s Journey from Darkness to Light Novel

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Priscilla looked at the only man left. “Flynn, you won’t leave me, right?”

Two of her three boyfriends had left her. She was a woman. How could she live without a man?

But Priscilla only saw Flynn’s warmthless eyes. “I want you to come with me so that you can pack your things. And then, never come back.”

Priscilla broke down. “No! You can’t do this. You said you would forgive me, no matter what I do.”

She was just a little girl who wanted validation from another man. Was that too much?

“I changed my mind.” Flynn let her go. “I’ll cancel the credit card I gave you. Take care.”

Fear consumed Priscilla. Without any income, how could she feed herself? “But Flynn…”

Flynn swatted Prisicilla’s reaching arm away. There was a crowd gathering to watch the entire fiasco. They all pointed at her and exchanged comments among themselves.

Flynn packed whatever Lilly and Anthony bought and gave it to them. “Sorry, we’re closed. You can have those things for free. And uhh… thank you.”

Bettany held Lilly’s hands. “Let’s go.”

Anthony pushed Bettany’s wheelchair and left Priscilla at the scene. Lilly had to carry the resisting harem spirit with her hands. It was too heavy!

“Lilly, what are you carrying?” Bettany was curious to know why Lilly was in an odd posture.

To avoid freaking her grandmother out, Lilly dismissed nonchalantly, “I’m just playing a game, Grandma.”

Bettany couldn’t shake off her suspicion, but she didn’t press on. On their way to the parking lot, they purchased what they needed to cure Anthony’s insomnia. To no one’s surprise, Priscilla was there.

“Mr. Crawford. Please, everyone left me. I don’t know what to do now. Please help me. Lend me your shoulder.”

She sobbed, like a hurt animal. She had broken up with Shawn, Sam, and Flynn for him. Surely Anthony would accept her now?

Anthony raised his slender leg and kicked the pathetic woman away. The force of which sent Priscilla flying into a garbage can. Bettany and Lilly watched on with widened eyes.

“If I see you again, I’ll kick you away again.” It seemed like Anthony picked up some of Blake’s hooliganism.

After Anthony made sure that everyone was in his car, he drove off. Priscilla wept loudly on her floor.

Her future husband had misunderstood her. Anthony would notice his mistake soon and return to pick her up. They would then have a touching reunion.

Right?

Priscilla waited for Anthony to return until night. When he wouldn’t show up, she felt like she was abandoned. She cried all the way to Shawn’s place, just to notice that he moved out. And then he went to Flynn’s house, who was the richest among the three. She realized that Flynn had changed her lock, and her belongings were littered before the entrance. The janitor even threatened to trash her belongings. Therefore, Priscilla was forced to drag her luggage to Sam’s place.

Sam was having a bad day. He was fired because he snuck Priscilla in, on top of discovering her lies earlier on. When he saw Priscilla approaching from afar, he locked his door and decided to return to his hometown. No matter how hard Priscilla begged, Sam would never open the door.

Now that no one would take her in, Priscilla wanted to stay in a hotel, but she lacked the money for it. She sat by the roadside and cried. Like the mistreated female protagonist that she saw many times on TV. Contrition was the last thing on her mind. When would a man who could accept her flaws appear?

A cab swooshed by. It ran through a puddle and splashed the dirty water on Priscilla. A piece of god knows what even flew into Priscilla’s open mouth. She immediately tried to spit it out.

Had she hit rock bottom?

…

Lilly chained the harem spirit to her bed.

The spirit yelled, “Let me go! Let me go!” To be frank, the harem spirit was a female ghost. It felt wrong to put a leash on her.

“Scream all you want. No one can hear you anyway,” said Lilly smugly.

Polly flapped its wings and left the room. “So loud! So loud!”

Josh popped his head into Lilly’s room. “What did you catch this time?”

Lilly sighed, “Josh, you wouldn’t want to know.”

After dinner, Lilly played with her toys for a while before returning to her room. The harem spirit lay motionless. The constant screaming had worn her out.

“So, madam, are you sufficiently calmed down now?”

“Hmph,” the spirit snorted.

“Okay. Tell me your story.” Lilly settled into a bean bag comfortably in anticipation of a storytime. Josh came in for some reason. He propped his camera up and saw a ghost in a red dress through its lens. Terrified, he stumbled and ran to Lilly’s side.

“I’ll sit with you, Lilly.”

Pablo gave a sly grin. “Now, now. Tell us how you die.”

The spirit was much more docile now. She recalled her moment with Priscilla and cursed at herself.

“That girl is disgusting. Can you believe it? I am a spirit and I was carried away by her.”

Pablo and Lilly had question marks on top of their heads.

“At first, I wanted to feed on her foul energy. But I was carried away by her fantasy.” Even the spirit found it embarra*sing to admit that.

“Why did you resist when we captured you then?” Pablo mocked.

“That was another story. If you catch me, you might kill me. If I get away, I can ditch Priscilla and possess another playboy or playgirl. I honestly have no idea what got into me that made me choose Priscilla.”

Pablo and Lilly didn’t know what to say. They weren’t sure if they should pity the harem spirit or not.

The harem spirit went on a long rant. “You have no idea how unhinged she is. I wanted to feed on her greed and obsession. But oh boy, she drained my foul energy instead. I have never seen a girl like her. So delusional. So self-important. She really thinks that she is the center of the universe. I think she needs to see a doctor.”

Lilly then inquired further, “How did you die then? You are a harem spirit. Does that mean you were like Miss Peach?”

“Don’t you compare me to that woman!” The spirit exploded. But her angered expression dissipated as something mortifying crept into her mind. “Well, I was a two-timer too…”

“But my story was way worse.” She continued. “My ex took my money and eloped with my other ex!”

What the heck? That was Pablo’s and Lilly’s response.

The spirit explained gloomily, “My name is Stella. I was born in another city, to an upper-middle-cla*s family. My parents had a mansion. And since I was the only child they had, I was the sole inheritor of the estate. Before studying at the university, I was the perfect kid every parent asked for. But when I moved out and studied at a university, I had my first taste of freedom. Like a caged bird who could fly once more, I did all sorts of things. I went to clubs and parties. Because I was rich and beautiful, I was popular. My first boyfriend was from the very same city. His family background was similar to mine so we got along very well. But after six months, I got bored of it.”

“But why?” Lilly scratched her head. Adult relationships were a mystery to her. How could someone like something and stop liking it the next day?”

“Because…” The spirit pondered. “Because I knew him too well. I could already imagine how my life would be with him. It was boring. And then, another guy came into my life. He came from a village. He was shy and meek. Sensible too. I liked that a lot. So I broke up with my first boyfriend and got together with him.”

“Since you liked the second guy, did you spend the rest of your life with him then?” asked Lilly.

The spirit shook her head. “No, we broke up after a month.”

“Why?” Lilly was stumped.

“He was too meek. Too clingy.”

Lilly was confused. The spirit dated the second guy because he was meek. But she also broke up with him because he was meek. What?

“And then?” It was Pablo’s turn to ask questions.

“After I broke up with him, I craved attention again. I started thinking that perhaps the first boyfriend I had wasn’t that bad. I tried to reconcile with him. But then, I ran into my senior. He was outgoing and warm.”

“And you got together with him?” Lilly didn’t need to predict to know that.

“I couldn’t help it.” The spirit protested. “He was so handsome and nice.”

“Now that’s why you’re a harem spirit. You wanted a harem,” Pablo commented.

“That’s not true!” The spirit defended herself. “I was 100% committed to all my relationships. I like the feeling of being with another man. Especially the honeymoon phase, when you can do all the romantic stuff with your boyfriend.”

“So were you killed in a crime of pa*sion?” Pablo was as snarky as always.

“Not really…” The spirit lamented. “After my graduation, my family asked me to get married as soon as possible. Somehow, they heard that I dated my first boyfriend. Since his family and mine were close, our parents wanted us to reconcile. I was single during that time and I wanted to settle down. So I said yes. Soon enough, we were considering getting married. We weren’t as close as we used to be, but it was romantic, nonetheless. That was when I found banality comforting too. I was ready to marry him.”

“I suppose you stopped seeing other men then?” the quiet Josh suddenly spoke up.

“No.” the spirit shook her head. “My second boyfriend came to me. He said that he could never forget about me. And now, he could only offer his blessings to me. He took me to a firework show. He said I deserved to be happy. I saw tears rolling down his cheek as the fireworks erupted before me.”

“What a kind soul,” said Lilly as she hugged Polly.

“Ptooey!” The spirit spat. “He was the reason I died. When I noticed he was crying, my heart ached. In the end, I still loved him. But I was about to be engaged. And I still loved my first boyfriend. What did I do? I dated both of them at the same time. And I did it while I was organizing the wedding ceremony. The thrill lent me the illusion that I was more in love with my second boyfriend. I wanted to break up with him. Because it wasn’t fair. But he said no. He said he just wanted to stay by my side. Even if we had to hide this affair. I was in tears. I couldn’t let this poor boy live on his lonesome. So I gave him my mansion and bought him a car.”

“But after a few days, he ghosted me. I was organizing the wedding ceremony so I was too occupied to think about him. I thought he was just hiding somewhere to heal his wound. Even when I said my vow in the ceremony, I was still thinking about him. It wasn’t until later that I learned the fact that he had sold the mansion and the car before fleeing. And guess what, he fled with my third boyfriend! The handsome senior! My ex took my money and eloped with my other ex! How ridiculous was that?”

The spirit was fuming.

“Those liars!” She continued. “My husband found out everything very soon. He was so mad because I cheated on him. He wanted a divorce right away. I refused to sign the papers but he was ready to leave me. I tried to coerce him with my life so I climbed the tallest building in that residential area. I didn’t plan to jump. But perhaps it had rained before so it was slippery. I fell and… voilà.”

Josh, Lilly, and Pablo felt bad for the harem spirit.

“Can you imagine the fear as I fell?” said the spirit dryly. “I didn’t want to die. I was so scared that I died from shock, and not from the impact. My soul watched my head pop like a watermelon. Those brain juices scattered on the asphalt. And since the local area was rich in benevolent energy, it prevented my soul from heading to the afterlife. I had to relive my last moment for what felt like an eternity, until I became a malignant spirit. I thought this was my punishment for being an infidel.”

“So… what’s your point?” asked Lilly.

“Can you perhaps spare me since I have served my punishment?” The spirit blinked her innocent eyes. “I just want to stay here for a bit longer. For like another 500 years.”

Josh’s face twitched. 500 years wasn’t just “a bit longer”.

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