The house is terribly quiet
The only source of sound was Amelia Bright’s footsteps.
“Is anyone there?” She asked.
Long time, a corner of the room ‘creak’ a, a door was pushed open, out of a person to come.
That direction was the direction of the bathroom, and the person who came out was Calla Moon.
Amelia Bright’s body tightened, looking at the familiar and unfamiliar figure in front of her.
“You …”
This is almost as good as the impression of the heroic woman.
At this point, Calla Moon’s hair is a little longer than a man’s, barely covering her eyes, and she is wearing a white halter dress that reveals a smooth neck and thin shoulders.
Her shoulders are thin and almost dried out, with no sign of the fullness and strength they once had.
If it wasn’t for her figure and looks, she would hardly recognize this as Calla Moon.
Calla Moon gave her a look that was mixed with a bit of confusion, as if to ask why she was here.
Fortunately, it was heard from Tai before that Calla Moon was poisoned and dumbed down by Farren Austin, otherwise, this scene now would be as weird as it can be.
She volunteered to explain that
“Your brother, told me to come over and do your bidding.”
Calla Moon frowned, not knowing what she was thinking, and after a moment, walked barefoot in the direction of the king-size bed.
Throughout the night, Amelia Bright was on edge, waiting for Calla Moon’s retaliation, but she waited until the next morning when the rooster crowed and dawned, but she did not wait for any movement.
The same situation lasted for three full days.
Calla Moon could not speak, but also did not communicate with her in any other way, every day normal food and drink, except for a pair of numb eyes can not see the half of the life, to her as if a complete stranger, completely ignored her existence of strangers.
Three days later, in the evening, Amelia Bright was sitting on her knees, as usual, by the tatami bed, waiting for orders.
Although Calla Moon did not show any sign these days, she remained respectful. After all, when you are in someone else’s territory, being honest is the only way to ensure your safety.
She hasn’t been able to get out of the room in the last few days, and every morning and afternoon for a few hours, a sign language teacher comes in and teaches not only Calla Moon but also the proper way to communicate in sign language.
From this point of view, this Tai is really concerned about this sister of his.
When it was getting late, the door was suddenly pushed open with a strong force, accompanied by a cold wind, and Calla Moon came in with great vigor.
Amelia Bright cowered behind the bed curtain with her head down, trying to reduce her presence.
“Little night, what are you running for?”
Following closely behind came the voice of Tai, with a bit of urgency.
“What’s wrong with marrying someone? It’s not like we’re letting you marry a random nobody, the person you’re marrying is the head of the Condor organization, and when you do, our status here at Grandpa’s will be greatly enhanced.”
Calla Moon couldn’t speak, and after a few random gestures in the sign language she had just learned, she couldn’t hold back her anger and pushed Tai away from her, showing resistance.
“You listen to me, Little Night, I’m doing this for your own good, it’s rare that he likes you, after you marry him you don’t have to hold it in here, you can change your life, change a new way of life, never have to live the kind of life you used to lick blood, isn’t it good?”
With tears in her eyes, Calla Moon stepped back, clutching her shoulders helplessly.
From this angle of Amelia Bright, her figure is so thin and frail, how can a normal person lose this much weight in six months? She could hardly imagine.
As she was thinking, she suddenly saw Calla Moon’s shoulders shaking, first with a slight amplitude, and soon, the whole person sat on her knees, as if she was chilled, and her whole body trembled, curled up on the ground like a small shrimp.
Amelia Bright frowned and slumped lower behind the bed curtain.
Such a state of déjà vu, she seems to have seen it in Hounslow’s drug rehab, when Emily Guan was acting, to play a person who had committed a drug addiction, she followed Emily Guan to the rehab ‘experience’.
The so-called experience was always not going to be giving them drugs to try, and the head of the rehab took them to see people who had just gone in and had a drug addiction.
After going in once, Amelia Bright and Emily Guan agreed that they didn’t want to talk about that place anymore.
If there is a hell on earth, then those who are suffering are in hell at this moment, and if there is a heaven on earth, then those people think they can get to heaven by taking those things.
At this moment, Calla Moon is somewhere between heaven and hell.
She was clearly a drug addict.
More than the fact that Mu has a drug addiction, Tai’s actions are more shocking.
He actually walked over to Calla Moon with the utmost ease, picked her up horizontally, looked at her with a soothing gaze, and said quietly, “Little Night, no matter who you marry, you are my sister, and a sister should always be one with her brother, because we have the same blood flowing in our bodies.”
With those words, he carried Calla Moon to the bed, undressed Calla Moon, and injected her with half a tube of an unknown liquid with a needle, while the remaining half, into his own body.
From the moment Tai undressed Calla Moon, Amelia Bright didn’t want to look up and see anything else.
They’re blood siblings.
It’s really crazy!
I don’t know how long it took, but Tai got up from the bed and dressed, and gave a cold look at the bedside as he left.
“Let you come here is not as a decoration, according to Chambers good little night, do not think crooked, otherwise, your little sister and your daughter can be in my hands.”
Amelia Bright didn’t dare look up until he left the room, and she breathed a silent sigh of relief.
Inside the repetitive bed curtain, you can see a figure lying on its back with a numb expression and hollow eyes, as if a rag doll with its soul extracted.
Amelia Bright looked at her for a long time, finally could not bear it, went to the bathroom and got a basin of warm water, wrung out a towel and climbed to the bedside, lifted the bed curtain, held one of her hands and started to wipe her body full of water.
Calla Moon didn’t refuse and let her rub her bare skin all over.
After a long time, Amelia Bright’s hand holding hers was suddenly tightened by a backhanded grip, and she was startled by a thud in her heart.
But in panic, she saw Calla Moon’s mouth buzzing, and although she couldn’t make a sound, she could make out two words by her muzzle, and she was saying – shower.
She wanted to take a shower.
In the bathroom, steamy, huge wooden bucket filled with water, Calla Moon sitting inside, only showing above the shoulders, not moving.
Amelia Bright put in some essential oils, which is a specialty here in Y. The smell is a strong floral fragrance, with the steam quickly diffused in the bathroom, very good smell.
“Do you want to soak yourself for a while?” She asked stiffly, “Nod your head if you want, shake it if you want me to stay with you.”
Calla Moon, however, did not nod or shake her head.
She was at a loss for words when she saw Calla Moon’s hand emerge from underwater and make a few very slow gestures.
After three days of sign language lessons, Amelia Bright could barely recognize the most basic sign language, and it took her half a day to see that Calla Moon was gesturing – I’ll find a way to get you out.