Chapter 26
dong dong dong.
A slight knock on the door interrupted his thoughts. Mark frowned unhappily, “What’s the matter?”
“Sir, do I need to cook you a late–night snack?”
The servant stood at the door and asked carefully.
“There’s no need, shut the door, and go to bed.”
“Okay, sir.”
The servant looked at Mark worriedly and carefully closed the door.
The room smelled of tobacco smoke, causing her to wonder once again:
When did he start smoking?
When his wife was around, he never smoked.
After the servant left, Mark fell back into his memories. The cigarette between his fingers was slowly burning, exuding a faint scent of tobacco. It was not until the burning pain reached his fingers that Mark/recovered.
The cigarette did not calm his troubled heart tonight. On the contrary, it seemed to add fuel to the flames, making it even worse.
“Damn it!”
A
He gritted his teeth and cursed in a low voice. He took Mae’s phone and called again, but the phone was still turned off.
That night, Mae had a dream.
“Sandra, wake up, wake up, and look at Mummy. Don’t leave Mummy behind.”
“Little Grapefruit, Little Grapefruit…”
She desperately shouted her daughter’s nickname hysterically.
Immediately after, a burst of mocking laughter reached her ears.
“What’s there to cry about? She shouldn’t have been born in the first place. You should have killed
her. You secretly gave birth to this evil seed. Now you deserve this evil.”
When Mae turned back, she found Mark blocking Jennifer and standing close to her, staring coldly at the little girl in her arms as if she were a dead thing.
of you!”
“Mark, get out of here! Get out of here, both of
“Shh-”
wanton
In response, there were still bursts of harsh laughter with wanton ridicule, corroding her eardrum
nerves.
“Mark, get out of here! Get out of here!”
“Mark, I hate you!”
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Chapter 26
Mae suddenly jerked up from sleep. Her rapid breathing did not stop. There was still hatred on her face from her dreams.
Suddenly, her phone rang quickly. She turned around to see the phone that was charging on the bedside, which was flashing with a series of familiar phone numbers.
Without thinking, she picked up her phone and answered, “Hello?”
His voice was still hoarse.
There was silence on the other end of the phone.
“Hello, who are you?”
Seeing that the other party did not speak, Mae calmed down and asked again.
“It’s me.”
A low and familiar voice came from the other end of the phone, causing Mae’s hand to stiffen for a few seconds.
The heart wrenching pain and hatred in her dream had not completely dissipated. When she heard Mark’s know my number?”
voice, Mae’s voice instantly turned cold. “How do y
There was another silence on the other end of the phone.
With some impatience visible between her brows, Mae frowned.
“Mark, don’t waste my time.”
Just
as she was about to hang up, Mark’s low and unhappy voice came over: “Mae, take a good look.
You’re holding my phone.”
Mae was stunned, then subconsciously looked at the phone in her hands. Only then did she realise that this string of familiar phone numbers was hers.
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