Marriage With A Evil Heart

The sound was so loud that the ground literally shook, and I watched as the entire floor-to-ceiling window of my house, near the front doorway, collapsed, leaving the front room in a state of disarray!

The noise was so loud that it shook my ears, and I didn’t come back to my senses for a long time, wondering what was going on.

Leila’s first move was to hug me and quickly leave the living room and retreat upstairs.

I was practically carried upstairs with her under my armpits.

She settled me in the small windowless second-floor living room with the admonition, “Don’t move!”

With that, he turned around and ran down the stairs in an athletic manner.

I cowered in the small living room and shivered.

The sudden loud noise really did take my soul, my heart beating more than I could handle, smothering me with a bit of pain that made it impossible to breathe.

Soon, Leila was quickly back at my side, surveying my state, “Daisy, are you okay?”

I nodded my head in a far-fetched way and pressed my heart.

Leila reported back to me, “I’ve called the police, you don’t have to be nervous, relax! I’ll be fine, trust me!”

She reassured me with a solemn look on her face, and I continued to nod, unable to speak.

To be honest, it’s not that I’m afraid, it’s that it’s so sudden.

However, my heart is really sour at this time, I don’t understand, why my world, how suddenly became like this, really can be said to be a soldier!

Who’s really after me, and what the hell are they up to?

In the dark, I felt that even Robert was just a pawn in this chess game! And my so-called plan is all on paper, being peeped into, with no mystery at all.

Amelia’s baby is lost, Amelia’s dead, and this hit just now, was that a warning?

It suddenly occurred to me that I had just forgotten to tell Blake that the boy had been taken by Robert.All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

I grabbed Leila, “Quickly … tell Jerome to locate Sherry and find the baby!”

I don’t want Amelia to die and something to happen to that kid.

Leila listened to me and immediately dialed Blake, said what I meant, and told Blake that the house had been attacked, but that she hadn’t found the attacker.

Blake heard this debriefing and asked how I was doing, Leila reported truthfully and he hung up without putting me on the phone.

Soon the police arrived, and there were quite a few of them, and there were people all over the house.

I’d eased up a lot by this point, and Leila stayed by my side, explaining the earlier scene to the police.

After the police had finished investigating the scene, and before they could leave, they saw Robert running in in a flurry of wind and fire, running directly to my side, and in full view of everyone, a handful of them took me into their arms, “Honey, don’t be afraid, I’m back, don’t be afraid!”

That feeling, if it were before, I would have absolutely bawled in his arms, helpless as a weak chicken, but now, I felt hilarious like never before.

This acting is worthy of a movie star.

I wanted to push him away, but on second thought, some plays need to be matched.

“Don’t be afraid!” He embraced me and looked to the officer in charge, asking in an unpleasant voice, “What the hell is going on here? Can you give us an explanation? My wife’s health isn’t very good to begin with, what kind of law and order is this when you can be attacked even when you’re staying at home?”

“Mr. Brown, I’m sorry! At the moment we can’t tell exactly who did this, but I believe it won’t be long before we naturally give you an explanation!”

“This is outrageous and has seriously disrupted our normal life as a couple. My wife had already gone to Southend to recuperate, but you forced her to come back and we cooperated, and now this is happening again, so please, when will you give us a clear answer. Instead of being ambiguous!”

Then he pointed to the person in charge of the property, “And you guys, aren’t you responsible for what happened? The gate of the park is the first barrier for us property owners, have you done it?”

Robert’s words really reminded me at once, I raised my eyes to the person in charge, who had a fawning face and kept nodding to us, “Sorry, it was our negligence! The officers are already checking the surveillance again, they won’t let anyone suspicious go!”

“Suspicious people?” I asked rhetorically, “What kind of person, is a suspicious person?”