The Woman From Hell



My expression was cold, and so was my tone. "What are you doing?"

The old witch was obviously shocked by my gaze. Her shoulders shook, and she took a few steps back, but she still looked at me angrily as she spoke in a harsh tone, "Y-You shouldn't have gotten distracted while working!"

With my eyes fixed on her, I touched my hand before dropping the piece of clothing in my hand heavily. I stood up and looked at the old witch seriously. "You may criticize me, but you can't hit me."

"Now that you've joined this family, you have to abide by our rules. If you break the rules, you'll have to face the laws of this family. My whip has been handed down from generation to generation. I only punish disobedient daughters-in-law like you!" The old hag said strictly while waving the whip in her hand, wanting to hit me again.

Being prepared this time, I naturally did not wait for her to strike. I caught the whip she swung with my fast reflexes and exerted a little strength so she could not pull it back.

The old witch's expression immediately changed. "What's the meaning of this? Let go!"

"Do you think I'll let you beat me?" I tilted my head and exerted more force.

However, I underestimated her strength. The old hag frowned. She then exerted more strength and yanked the whip in my hand immediately. I even lost my step a little and staggered a few steps.

A smile made its way onto her lips, and the wrinkles on her face were clearly visible. "How could the strength of people like you from the city surpass mine? You dare challenge me? I think you're asking for a fight!"RêAd lat𝙚St chapters at Novel(D)ra/ma.Org Only

The moment the old witch said that, she swung the whip again, this time with much stronger force than before. When the whip landed on my body, it felt like a cut was being made on my body.

I turned to look at her with eyes filled with resentment. She met my gaze and said viciously, "This is how we teach our daughters-in-law. Let's see if you dare be disobedient again. I'll give you ten minutes to finish washing and drying the clothes. Otherwise, you'll get a taste of my whip again." After she was done talking, the old hag went back into the house to rest, leaving me alone in the yard.

After looking at the clothes in the basin, I sat down and continued to scrub, but the part of me where she hit just now was still hurting. I wondered if it would leave a scar.

I endured the pain and washed all the clothes before drying them. Then, I went into the back room. I saw the old hag sitting on the sofa in the living room, taking a nap. I only glanced at her before I went back to the room and locked the door.

I took off my clothes and turned my back to the mirror to see what the wound on my back was like. I could see a purplish-red gash in the mirror. Fortunately, it was not deep. It would probably disappear in a few days.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door, "What are you doing inside? Are you being lazy?!"

The old witch yelled at me while banging on the door. I knew that if I did not open the door, she would break it.

I picked up the clothes on the side and put them on before opening the door. The moment the old hag saw me, she came in and looked around the room, but she did not see anything. "What were you doing in here?"

"Just taking a look at how badly you beat me up just now," I said honestly.

The old witch snorted coldly and then said, "Go and chop the firewood, or you won't be able to cook this afternoon. Go quickly."

I was too lazy to quarrel with her. I left the room and went to the yard without looking back. I picked up the ax in my hand but could not even manage to chop a piece of wood.

The old hag saw this and seemed to be unable to stand it any longer. She grabbed the ax in my hand. "Forget it, forget it. You don't even know how to do this. I'll do it myself. Goand fill the water tank in the kitchen."

"Okay."