Paige did not move, just looked at him, her steps rooted in place.
Enrico smiled at her, “If you come with me, I won’t touch them.”
He said, and then he swung his hand back. The group of people saw this and immediately pulled the carriage where Hazel was lying out, and then shouted proudly at the Folsom family, “You go, don’t even think about crossing the city gates!
Blanca looked worriedly at Paige, who nodded at her, indicating that they should first retreat to the Folsom family and make other plans.
Seeing this, Blanca’s worry between her brows increased rather than decreased.
Enrico is no longer Enrico.
Paige looked at her with a relaxed expression, and the hand held by Enrico moved. Her slender fingers penetrated his fingers and became interlocked.
It’s fine, no matter what happens, he is still her Enrico.
Enrico looked at her with lowered eyes, a little surprised.
“Let’s go,”
Blanca said, leading the way back step by step, turning the carriage and going back along the way they came.
A large crowd disappeared through the northern city gate.
Enrico watched indifferently as Paige looked at the closed city gate and said, “Aren’t you curious to know what’s beyond this city gate?”
Beyond this city gate there is an electric fence, and there are lands that do not belong to the perimeter of The Capital…
As long as he steps out, he will discover that even this city is fake.
On hearing this, Enrico smiled indifferently, “It’s not too late to be curious when I’ve had enough of this city.”
“…”
Paige could not understand his thoughts at all.
…
The carriage made a creaking sound as it passed over the cobblestones and stopped in front of the Davis family’s house.
The Davis family was still the same as Paige had seen before, with the serpentine patterned carpet stretching from the door to the throne, and the flames in the fireplace burning and warming the upper hall.
The subordinates in old-fashioned clothing stood on either side of the carpet and knelt as Enrico entered.
Enrico walked all the way up to the throne at the bottom of the stained glass window and sat down in an uninhibited manner.
He leaned forward, took off his glasses, and wiped the lenses with his handkerchief, without any intention of calling someone up.
Paige stood below the steps and looked at him with mixed emotions.
Even the Davis family had become his.
She thought about leaving, and he thought about controlling the whole city.
“So you don’t have anything to say?” Enrico asked in a low voice, wiping his glasses without looking up at her.
“…”
It wasn’t that she didn’t want to say anything, but she didn’t know where to start when facing him.
She pursed her lips, “I know you’re probably guessing something, but I didn’t plot against you, and neither did the group of people who wanted to leave the city today. We just want to leave here.”
Enrico paused in the act of wiping his glasses, lifted his long eyelashes to look at her, and knew full well that the person in front of him might be a fake Hazel, but when he heard the word “leave,” an unknown fire sprang up in his body and burned all the way to his brain.
His gaze grew more and more gloomy, and then he laughed, “So tell me, what am I guessing?”
What else is there to guess.
He now realizes that the Hazel in the public memory is not the same person as the Hazel in his memory, so of course he wants to find the truth.
“I’m not scheming you,” Paige said again.
“Really?” Enrico stared at her, putting his glasses back on and nudging his forefinger lightly.
Footsteps could be heard.
Paige glanced around and saw several people carrying an old-fashioned white cloth stretcher into the room and gently placing it on the carpet below the steps.
Hazel, who was pale, was lying on it. The tossing and turning had made her wake up, her eyes slightly open, looking around with difficulty.
Her gaze slowly fell on Paige, and she was very surprised. “Paige?”
Seeing her in this state, Paige frowned. If everything had gone well, this Hazel would already be receiving very good treatment.
But now…
Hazel struggled to get up from the stretcher, her strength pitiful. Her head just tilted up a little and fell back.
Enrico looked down at her from above, his eyes subtle.
Hazel was lying on the stretcher, and in the blink of an eye she saw Enrico high above her. Memories of the past flooded back, and her gaze became sad and painful. “JT…”
This sound was so full of emotion that it could not be faked.
Paige stood silent in place. If before, Enrico was unsure who Hazel was, at this moment he should have a complete understanding.
Compared to Hazel’s purity, there are too many question marks about her, and everyone knows how to tell the difference.
“Come here,” Enrico said lightly.
Paige looked over and saw that Enrico was staring at her, winking his finger at her.
Standing here, Paige had no way to retreat. She lifted her foot and stepped up the polished steps.
Enrico watched her until she came up to him, and the corner of his lips was still curled.
Suddenly, he grabbed her hand and pressed her onto the throne. A slender hand mercilessly gripped her neck. The smile in his eyes vanished, but his speech was still slow and deliberate, “Come, tell me, who are you?”
She is not Hazel.
What has she done to him?
Why does he think she is Hazel?
Hazel, lying on the stretcher, was startled by the sight. “No, JT, don’t hurt her…”
What has happened to him?
Hazel tried to stop him, tried to get up, but she fell limp again and passed out.
Hearing a noise, Enrico looked down, his gaze falling on Hazel. His eyebrows did not move an inch, and he quickly looked back at Paige, who was being held down by him.
Paige’s back was leaning against the hard chair back, and the carvings on it were making her extremely uncomfortable.
Seeing this, Enrico’s expression darkened, and he took hold of her waist with one hand and lifted her up so that she sat up a little, no longer having to lean against the protruding carvings.
Such a movement made Paige gasp in shock.
She looked at the man in front of her in disbelief. She thought that after Enrico confirmed that she was the fake Hazel, she would be tortured.
But now, while interrogating her, he was also afraid that she would be hurt by the carvings on the back of the chair.
The contradiction was extreme.
Paige suddenly realized that even though Enrico was now completely in JT’s mind, there was still Enrico’s perception of Paige in his body.
He had not completely turned into another person!
Just as when she was roasting potatoes, he was both testing her and saying that he was sure of her.
The one testing was JT, and the one sure of it was Enrico.
This thought excited Paige, but it also drove her crazy.
Enrico, however, was not the least bit aware of this, his hand gripping her neck, sometimes tightening, sometimes lightly stroking the veins on her neck with his fingertips. “Still not talking? You have to force me…”
Paige completely ignored the threat on her neck, grabbed the armrest next to her with one hand, propped herself up, and then pounced on him, pressing her lips against his.
Her softness blocked his thin lips, and she continued to press in recklessly.
Enrico trembled, and when he met her clear eyes, he felt a rush of blood to his head. Instinctively, without any hesitation, he pressed her against the throne and leaned over her.
He rolled his lips over hers, and with one hand, he casually grabbed the teacup next to him and smashed it down the steps.
“Get out of here!”