And the half fingerprint matched Marisa Miller!
Emma Rosy had already guessed that someone was trying to frame her, and was not surprised when she confirmed that it was Marisa Miller. She thought she would soon be cleared of the crime, but then the news came that Marisa Darcyhad left the country.
The police, in accordance with the rules, would not disclose the exact whereabouts of Marisa Miller, but it was difficult to resist the well-informed Joe Wright, and she soon learned that Marisa Darcywas in the very country where Alex Brown was receiving treatment.
If Marisa Darcyarrived there three days ago, but never met with Alex Brown, does it prove that Alex Brown has left?
She decided to go back to the hospital to find out.
Tina Everard had been waiting for her for a long time and had a plan in mind, but she pretended to be surprised.
“Emma, you seem to be very concerned about my fiancé, do you know each other?”
Emma Rosy always felt something was wrong, but anxious to ascertain Alex Brown’ whereabouts, she still found a reason: “We… know each other, he had been through a man-made car accident before, the suspect at that time appeared again, I was afraid that person would hurt him again, so…”
Tina Everard did not believe Emma Rosy’s words, but answered honestly: “He just came back a few days ago.”
After a pause, before Emma Rosy could speak, she deliberately invited, “I happen to be getting off work soon, so since you’re friends, why don’t you come over to the house?”
For some reason, when Alex Brown was mentioned, Tina Everard’s eyes became sharper, and Emma Rosy was a little uncomfortable.
Was Tina Everard really unaware of her relationship with Alex Brown? Does she really think of her as a friend?
Emma Rosy gradually developed some doubts, but could not feel at ease until she met Alex Brown in person, after a short hesitation, finally nodded: “… good.”
They of them immediately went to the Brown Family, the second floor of the villa, Eric Chan saw the scene through the surveillance, nervously asked Alex Brown to go to the attic to hide.
Just after the infusion, Alex Brown ushered in the best moment of the day, stood up and walked to the window, saw Emma Rosy had followed Tina Everard up the steps, curled his lips, pretending to smile easily: “Can’t hide.”
Tearing off the tape on the back of his hand, Alex Brown straightened his collar, took several deep breaths, and raised his steps toward the stairs.
At that moment, the maid also opened the door and invited Emma Rosy and They of them in.
The sound of footsteps getting closer and closer, Alex Brown looked down and bumped into a clear spring-like eyes.
“… It’s been a long time.” Emma Rosy was stunned, she said to him in a trembling voice.
A month had passed, but it was as if we hadn’t seen each other for a long time.
Emma Rosy wanted to rush over and hug him, but in the afterglow, Tina Everard was staring at herself meaningfully.
Alex Brown paused for a moment, then returned to his normal self and walked expressionlessly down the stairs, standing a few steps away, looking at her as if she were a stranger.
“You’re coming over?”
His voice was a little hoarse, and Emma Rosy was about to answer with joy, but Tina Everard beside her naturally answered, “Yes, just got off work, and Emma wanted to see you, so I brought her along.”
Now they were the family, and she was isolated.
After this thought, Emma Rosy suddenly felt ridiculous, in just one month, why did Alex Brown have a fiancée?
“Alex Brown, you…”
She had the courage to try to get an answer, but her self-esteem and faith were shattered by Alex Brown’ “Miss Richard”.
“Miss Richard, can I help you?” His face was cold and he didn’t want to say a word.
Emma Rosy had no doubt that if she said there was nothing wrong, she would be driven away immediately.
“Do you care if I’m all right?” She clenched her hands, her fingertips sinking deep into the flesh, as if it were the only way to keep from shedding tears.
Alex Brown looked away from her face, looking out the window at the snow falling quietly
“It seems that you don’t care…”
Emma Rosy sneered, laughed enough and suddenly shouted: “Then what did you come back for? Just to let me meet your new girlfriend? I’ve been waiting for you for a long time, I’m in love with someone else, you go back quickly and disappear quickly, okay?
She didn’t ask, and he didn’t explain. But she still couldn’t help but worry, in case his illness wasn’t cured, would it be dangerous if his treatment was interrupted?
Whatever the reason for his indifferent treatment of her, at least live well, as once promised.
Alex Brown closed his eyes hard.
Should have held her.
The thought came together and he took a few panicked steps back.
“After the case is over, I will leave.”
The tone was still cold, but the concern was not for the case, but for her well-being.
Emma Rosy covered her mouth tightly, shook her head desperately, and turned violently to flee before the pain in her heart poured out like a flood.
In the silence of the street, the sound of suppressed sobs seemed so sad and pathos, she did not know how long she cried, until her voice was hoarse, hands and feet were frozen numb, she shuddered to get up and walk home.
At this time
Marisa Darcyhad been bored in her temporary rented apartment for three days, and the first thing she did after regaining her freedom was to go to Alex Brown.
After going to the hospital and being told that the hospital was obligated to keep patient information confidential, Marisa Darcyracked her brains for information on the patient.
As luck would have it, a patient who reads in the garden on time every day turned out to have an impression of Alex Brown.
“The gentleman in the wheelchair, he hasn’t been here for many days.” The patient sighed.
Marisa Miller’s heart sank straight down and her face was stony as she pursued the question, “Which ward is he in, do you know?”
“Well, it’s probably on the third, or fourth floor.”
Based on the patient’s clues, Marisa Darcysearched all three or four floors of the inpatient unit, but there was no sign of Alex Brown, except for empty rooms and unfamiliar faces.
Originally every day to go downstairs for a walk, many days did not appear, and even the ward can not be found, could… could he…
Her strength suddenly drained from her, Marisa Darcystaggered back and leaned against the wall before she could barely stand.
She didn’t dare to think further, but reality was telling her loud and clear that Alex Brown was most likely… dead!
Walking dazedly down the street, she saw a bar and didn’t hesitate to hide herself inside.
Not many customers during the day, she casually found a seat, the waiter brought the wine, without a glass, she directly raised the bottle and tilted her head to pour it down.
Just when she was at a loss to open a second bottle of wine, the sofa on her side suddenly dented and the lewd voice of a foreigner came along with a strong body odor.
“Hey beautiful, how about a joint drink?”
Marisa Darcyfought back the vomit and pushed the man away, only to have him playfully pounce on her again, seemingly taking her resistance as fun.
During the argument, a delicate dagger fell out of the foreigner’s pocket and just fell into her hand, her mind went blank, her eyes were red, and without even thinking she raised the dagger and stabbed it at the shadow in front of her…
“What do you mean, the lady killed someone?!”
Paul Johnson violently sat up from the bed, too much movement involved the wound, can not help but cough violently.
The voice in the earpiece continues: “Miss stabbed a foreigner in the bar, the other party after resuscitation finally saved a life, but the lady was taken away by the police on the spot.”
Just three days after leaving the country, how did this happen again?
“Don’t let her suffer, I’ll be right there!”
After hanging up, Paul Johnson hurriedly organized his backpack, swallowed two painkillers, and walked quickly out the door.
Matthew Miller has long been waiting in the hallway, see him approaching, knowingly asked: “Where to?”
“The lady is in trouble abroad, I…”
“You can’t go.”
Paul Johnson originally thought he had not received the news, was trying to explain, heard the words, anxious look froze on his face, looking beyond ridiculous.
“Chairman, you know all about it?”
“You are my most powerful assistant, I almost treat you as my own child, so neither I nor the Miller Family can afford to lose you, understand?”
Paul Johnson had followed Matthew Miller for years, but today, for the first time, he could not understand his orders.
“The lady is alone in the police station, I do not go to rescue, what should she do?”
Matthew Miller looked grave and asked rhetorically, “She has hurt people abroad and committed many cases at home, have you ever thought about the situation the Miller Family would be in if things were exposed?”
Marisa Darcymade mistakes, even broke the law, others could punish her, but as her own father, how could he say such things?
“She’s your daughter!”
When he didn’t listen to him, Matthew Miller finally tore through what was left of his pretense and waved his hand to beckon some bodyguards: “Put him in his room, and no one is to let him out without my order!”
The door was locked and Paul Johnson was sitting on the edge of the bed, bleeding from his wounds after the fight with the bouncer, the gauze was stained red.