Ghost Exorciser: Is Loved By All-Chapter 808: Half Soul

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Chapter 808: Chapter 808: Half Soul

Her fists clenched against the glowing restraints.

"Then she said... she could fix it. If I listened to her, just did what she said, my life would be amazing.

Better than I ever imagined. I’d be someone important. Respected. Admired. Loved. All I had to do... was give up my body."

Yu Holea’s brows furrowed sharply.

"So she mentioned soul-swapping."

Yu Mei froze.

For a second, it was like her lips refused to move.

Then she gave a small, reluctant nod.

"...Yes."

Holea stepped closer.

"What exactly did she say?"

Yu Mei looked down, her voice low with regret.

"She said... ’Your soul is wasted in that body. I’ll put you somewhere better. Somewhere powerful. You’ll be born again, with a new name, new life... as someone who already has everything you ever dreamed of."

"And that someone," Yu Holea said slowly, "was Ou Xiaoxiao."

Yu Mei shut her eyes tight, as if the truth was too painful to admit—but she still nodded.

"She promised me I’d wake up in the body of a rich heiress. With fame. Luxury. Friends. A fiancé. A place where I’d never feel unwanted again."

"And you agreed?" Holea’s voice was sharp now. "You agreed to take someone else’s body?"

"I didn’t know it’d be like this!" Yu Mei cried.

Holea didn’t speak for a moment. Her silence was louder than anger.

Then, in a voice that sounded like it could cut glass, she said:

"You let yourself be used. You let someone tamper with souls. You chose this."

Yu Mei looked up, guilt in her eyes. However, soon she regained her senses and shouted,

"Anyways... I... I didn’t hurt anyone."

Yu Holea’s gaze sharpened like a blade.

"You didn’t hurt anyone?" she repeated, each word slicing through the tension.

Yu Mei flinched, but then lifted her chin, trying to appear confident—even proud.

"I didn’t!" she said, louder this time. "I’ve handled the Ou family very well! They like me! I smile, I dress up, I attend their events. I haven’t ruined anything."

Holea’s eyes darkened, and for a moment, she just stared—cold and steady.

Then she took a step forward, and her voice dropped low, nearly a growl.

"You’re lying. To yourself. You’ve brought disaster to the Ou family."

Yu Mei blinked, caught off guard.

Holea didn’t let her speak.

"You think pretending to act sweet and wearing designer clothes makes everything fine? You think that’s all it takes to hold a family together?"

She scoffed, shaking her head.

"You don’t see it, do you? The damage you’ve done to their reputation, their future. Ou Xiaoxiao was difficult, sure, but she had dignity. She knew how to carry herself.

She didn’t scream at parties or throw tantrums at public events. She didn’t chase men in the middle of business deals. You’ve turned her name into a joke."

Yu Mei’s face reddened.

"That’s not true!" she snapped. "I’m doing my best! And none of this is my fault! I didn’t ask to be born in the wrong place!" freewebnøvel.coɱ

Holea didn’t respond right away. She looked down at Yu Mei, disappointed, like watching someone throw away a winning hand.

Yu Mei’s hands trembled slightly.

"I just... I took a chance, okay? I thought... if I was being given a better body, then... then she must have been given a better one too!"

Holea narrowed her eyes.

"What?"

Yu Mei repeated, firmer now, clinging to the logic she’d convinced herself of.

"If I got this life, then surely Ou Xiaoxiao was moved somewhere better too! Right? That woman promised me a fair exchange. It wasn’t like I was stealing—it was a trade. I got something good, and she did too."

Holea stared at her, stunned for a second.

Then she laughed. Actually laughed—but there was no warmth in it. Just disbelief.

"You really are pig-brained," she said, shaking her head slowly.

Yu Mei’s mouth fell open.

"What... did you just say?"

Holea crossed her arms and leaned in slightly, her voice razor-sharp.

"Do you even hear yourself? You trusted a stranger who told you you didn’t belong in your body and promised to ’fix’ your life with soul magic—and you didn’t once stop to think about where the other soul would go?"

Yu Mei’s confidence wavered.

"She... she said it was fair..."

Holea’s glare intensified.

"Fair? What if she’s dead now, Yu Mei? What if Ou Xiaoxiao’s soul is trapped in a coma, screaming in silence? Or what if she’s in a broken body somewhere, alone, confused, with no name, no family, and no voice?"

Yu Mei’s breath caught.

The room suddenly felt colder, like the truth had sucked the warmth out of the air.

She tried to speak, but no words came.

Holea took one more step forward, standing tall above the restrained girl.

"You think you made a good deal?" she said. "You didn’t. You made the worst kind. Because your soul... wasn’t transferred whole."

Yu Mei blinked, confused. "What...?"

Holea took a slow step back and folded her arms.

"Your soul was halved," she said flatly. "Split right down the middle. And one of those halves was likely used—burned up—in the ritual that brought you here."

Yu Mei’s lips parted in disbelief.

"No... no, that can’t be true."

"Think," Holea said, voice sharpening.

"Haven’t you noticed it? The way you act? The way you think? You’ve been running around like a four-year-old stuck in a teenager’s body—throwing tantrums, chasing attention, making decisions with zero foresight."

Yu Mei’s mouth twisted into a scowl.

"You’re lying," she spat. "You’re just trying to scare me so I’ll beg you for help. This is all part of your plan, isn’t it?"

Holea’s eyes narrowed... and then, she smiled.

A slow, dangerous smile.

"Is it?" she said coolly. "Then ask the people around you. Ask the Ou family how you’ve been behaving lately. Ask your friends—if you have any left. Ask them if you’ve been acting like a rational adult... or like a spoiled, clueless child."

Yu Mei opened her mouth to protest, but stopped.

Something flickered across her face.

A memory.

Several memories.

The time she screamed at a tailor for messing up a dress.

The time she stormed out of a meeting just because someone interrupted her. The time she cried for hours because her makeup artist was ten minutes late. The way people looked at her lately—with confusion, or worse, pity.

Her face drained of color.

"I..." Her voice cracked. "No. No, no, no—"

She sank to her knees, the glowing restraints humming faintly around her wrists, and suddenly reached forward, grabbing Holea’s leg like a drowning person grabbing driftwood.

"Please," she whispered, her voice trembling. "Please help me. You have to help me."

Holea looked down at her, unmoving.

Yu Mei clung tighter. "You and I—we’re connected, right? You can’t just leave me like this!"

Holea’s brow lifted, wary. "...Connected how?"

Yu Mei’s eyes filled with frantic hope.

"If I’m in Ou Xiaoxiao’s body, then that means we’re cousins! And if I was in my original body, I might’ve been your... your stepsister or something, right?! Our families are intertwined! You have to care!"

Holea’s gaze sharpened.

In her heart, something twisted.

So she knows, Holea thought darkly. She’s known everything all along. Yet she kept pretending she was some clueless victim. A poor, helpless girl who didn’t understand what she’d done. What a liar. What a vicious, manipulative girl.

She said nothing for a moment, just watching Yu Mei squirm at her feet, eyes wet with desperation.

Finally, she spoke, her voice cold and quiet.

"Funny how you suddenly remember family ties when you need saving."

Yu Mei swallowed hard, her tears spilling over.

Holea’s stare didn’t soften.

"You want help?" she asked. "Then stop lying. Stop playing dumb. Because from this point on... I only help people who stop pretending to be innocent."

Yu Mei nodded quickly, still clutching her.

"I will. I swear. I’ll do anything."

Yu Holea stood silent for a moment, watching Yu Mei with unreadable eyes. Then, slowly, she crouched down so they were almost eye-level.

"Tell me everything," she said, her tone calm but commanding. "Start with the woman who gave you this so-called ’opportunity.’ What did she look like?"

Yu Mei blinked, caught off guard by the question. She frowned, brows knitting tightly together as she tried to dig through her fractured memories.

"I... I don’t know," she said at first, frustration in her voice. "I never really saw her face."

Holea’s gaze narrowed. "What do you mean?"

"She had it covered," Yu Mei muttered, staring down at the floor. "She wore this long... dark cloak. And her hood was always up. Like she didn’t want to be seen."

"Did she have any distinctive features?" Holea pressed.

Yu Mei was quiet for a long beat, visibly straining to remember. Then, slowly, she spoke.

"Her skin," she said. "That’s the only thing I can remember. It was really pale. Not normal pale—like... paper. Or snow. Like there wasn’t any blood in it at all."

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