Chapter 12
Time flew by and it was already November.
The weather started to cool down.
Dalton’s last business trip was scheduled for early November, and then he would go on a month–long annual leave.
We began our Chillyland journey.
On Dalton’s last day back, something made it to the news.
Alan escaped from the mental hospital.
The hot search quickly went down again.
Finally, it became a topic of discussion among the general public after meals and during tea breaks.
On the same day, I got off the car and walked through the underground parking lot to the elevator.
I was still discussing with Dalton on the phone about the things to buy.
Ding dong.
The mobile phone suddenly received a strange text message.
As I opened it, a strong sense of malice hit me, instantly taking me back to that summer when I was twenty years old.
The person said fiercely, “I will release all the photos of you and your brother.”
My fingertips hovered above the screen.
A few moments later, trembling, he typed two words.
“Alan?”
The other party did not reply.
I asked again, “Where were you?”
I switched to the emergency call at the same time, only waiting for him to tell me, and then I called the police to catch the person back.
At this moment, the long–silent Wish System suddenly came online, appearing extremely abrupt.
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“Host, run quickly! You were in danger!”
I had almost no hesitation and ran towards the exit of the parking lot.
Thick footsteps could be heard from behind, accompanied by Alan’s voice: “Darling, why are you running?”
The Wish System urged me like crazy: “Don’t look back! Don’t be deceived by him! I know why it has been stuck at 99% all this time, because you might have died today!”
Upon hearing this, my heart turned cold halfway.
In the last second before I was about to run out of the garage, a hand firmly grabbed the back of my collar and dragged me into the darkness.
Heavy breathing, filled with twisted resentment, poured into my ears.
“You two are a pair of lovebirds!”
It had been almost half a year since I last saw Alan, and he seemed like a completely different
person.
The words spoken were also incomprehensible.
My heart raced: “Alan, speak your mind, whatever I can do to help you, I will definitely assist!”
“Can you make Sophie like me then? Huh? Bitch, how did you seduce your brother, teach me?”
“You liked Sophie…‘
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I was almost hysterical, as if I had grasped a life–saving straw: “You… you like Sophie, I… I am the same as you. Shall I teach you?”
The news I have heard in the past six months finally formed a complete storyline.
I finally found out why Alan was beaten half to death by Sophie and sent to a mental hospital.
He confessed his feelings to Sophie and was rejected.
Alan said in a low voice, “Why did Sophie say I was a pervert, and why does Dalton love you. What’s the reason?”
I struggled to suppress the panic in my heart and took a deep breath. “You were not a pervert, there is nothing wrong with liking someone, and being brave is even more right.”
“Is that so?” Alan chuckled softly, “Do you still remember those photos I sent you?”
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I stiffened all over.
Originally, it was him…
Alan said, “Do you know why I do those disgusting things? It’s because I did the same thing with me
and Sophie’s photos, and she found it disgusting. I happened to find out about your feelings for Dalton, so I was curious if the day you were rejected by your brother, you would feel as miserable as
I did, wanting to die.”
I was trembling all over.
I suddenly understood the disgust in Sophie’s words during that night at the bar.
It wasn’t about me, but those photos that made her associate with certain bad things.
She was subtly guiding me to take the handle back from Alan.
At the same time, I subconsciously resented my liking for Dalton.
Alan’s emotions became excited again. “Tell me, darling, what expression did your brother have on
the night he found the photo?”
I couldn’t help but tremble: “He… he said I was disgusting, I begged him desperately, only… only-”
“Lied.”
Alan’s voice was cold and terrifying: “Do you know what expression your brother had when I pushed you into the sea?”
My brain buzzed, as if falling into an ice cellar.
The person who killed me once, was it also Alan?
Alan sighed and was plunged into some kind of unpleasant memory. “In fact, when you to him, his feet had just stepped on the sandy ground of White Cliff.”
confessed
My heart felt empty, and I desperately clenched my palm to barely maintain the surging emotions.
Alan said slowly, “He even watched you fall right in front of him. At that moment, he gave
feeling-”
“Stop talking…”
I suddenly became very scared.
Alan grabbed my neck tightly and, like a demon, said word by word, “You died, and he won’t live
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either. How touching.”
A car suddenly rushed into the underground parking lot.
Following that, the second car and the third car.
The dazzling incandescent lamp instantly illuminated the underground garage as bright as daylight.
“Amelia!”
Dalton’s piercing scream echoed around the surroundings.
Trembling, “Alan, everything can be discussed. You bring Amelia out, and I will agree to anything
you ask.”
The police also arrived.
The carpet search began.
Alan dragged me into hiding.
“Your brother could die for you, why can’t Sophie die for me? Unfair… Hahahaha, unfair…
Disgusting, you all are so disgusting!”
The dagger pressed against my neck.
My flesh was cut open, again and again, and blood instantly flowed like a river.
Dalton was approaching rapidly.
But I became more and more afraid.
I tightly held onto the dagger, almost pleading, “Please, please don’t kill me here.”
“At least don’t do it in front of him…”
My brother would go crazy.
Alan didn’t know where he found the check list hidden in my pocket.
“Ah, I was pregnant.”
“How about this time, letting your brother personally watch his own sister and child die?”
The moment Dalton’s figure appeared, I suddenly exerted all my strength, gripping the dagger, and
wrestled with Alan.
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“Dalton! I was here!”
the
I screamed in agony, tightly resisting dagger thrusting towards me. I screamed in agony, tightly resisting
I clasped my two hands together, and my knees forcefully pressed against Alan’s throat, shouting desperately, “Don’t kill me!”
The fingertips almost lost consciousness in an instant.
I don’t know if the finger was broken or if the nerve was damaged.
Almost in an instant, Dalton rushed over and grabbed Alan’s wrist.
“Amelia! Let go!”
But I couldn’t control my hands anymore.
Looking at Dalton’s pale face, I wailed, ” Dalton, my hand was broken, my fingers are gone.”
The police arrived in time and Alan was taken away in a police car.
Dalton, without paying any attention to Alan, rushed out of the basement with me in his arms, his face grim. “Doctor, my wife’s hand is injured!”
The doctor took a quick glance and said, “The nerve is severed, quickly take them to the hospital for stitches!”
My vision went black, and before being taken into the ambulance, I managed to say one last thing: “I am pregnant, can I have anesthesia?”
Dalton’s face turned pale in an instant.
He covered his face, his hands trembling uncontrollably.
