Chapter 1612

"However, on the night of the wedding, I killed that old man!" Lydia’s eyes narrowed as the scene from that night replayed in her mind. She had been dressed in a wedding gown. The old man, who was over 80 years old, had drunkenly insisted on consummating the marriage. Just as the old man lifted her veil… Lydia took out the scissors she had prepared in advance and stabbed him in the heart. She stabbed him over 20 times, and blood stained the entire floor. Lydia was terrified. She sat on the ground in a daze, motionless. The servants smelled the blood and rushed in to find the old man dead. They immediately tied Lydia up and reported the incident to the authorities overnight. The county magistrate, who had once benefited from the old man’s kindness, was heartbroken upon learning of his benefactor's murder. He interrogated Lydia overnight. Lydia confessed to the murder without hesitation. The laws at the time demanded a life for a life, and Lydia was sentenced to be executed after aut