Chapter 187

Chapter 187 Eugene smiled. He took Madeline’s delicate hands and said, “Come here. We won’t go with him, or else he’ll be a third wheel”

Eugene pulled Madeline to the couch and ut down. He peeled a grape and fed it to her.

No, I can do it myself Madeline insisted.

Eugene sighed. There was an irrefutable insistence in his gaze. Tve peeled it all for you.”

Madeline silently sighed and opened her mouth to eat the grapes. They were sweet, but Eugene was too overbearing. She couldn’t stand it.

Eugene was happy to see Madeline being obedient. He raised his thumb and wiped the stains on her lips. “Is it sweet?”

“It’s sweet, Lacas. Try some,” she offered.

“If you like it, I’ll peel more for you,” Eugene turned and went to get the grapes.

Madeline hurriedly grabbed his hand and said, “Eugene, I just had breakfast. How about we do something che?”

“Do..something else!” Eugene’s eyes lit up, and his smile deepened. “I didn’t expect you to understand me so well now...

Madeline frowned in confusion. She quickly picked up the remote control and turned on the TV. I mean, we can watch the morning news together. Which channel do you want to watch? Or maybe something else, like Are You The One? or Looking For Love?”

Eugene was used to smiling, but at that moment his smile froze, his mouth twitching. “So you meant this” He thought that Madeline had grown up and wanted to play adult games with him.

Caleb couldn’t stand it, so he walked over and sat beside Madeline. He said in a deep voice, “Watch yourself. Don’t forget our agreement” Eugene sighed and said. “Sometimes, promises are meant to be broken.”

Caleb’s face darkened. Madeline was caught between two men, and she wiped the non–existent sweat from her forehead “W–

What are you talking about?”

“Nothing.” Eugene snorted and said, “Caleb’s just an antique” He smiled wantonly, with a look of indifference in his someone and that person happened to be in love with him, why should he care about the agreement?

eyes. In his opinion, if he liked Sarah came over with hot coffee and poured three cups. Her appearance made Madeline relax slightly. She picked up the mug and took a sip, then hissed Madeline was burned and covered her lips, thinking she was really stupid, “How is it?” Eugene held Madeline’s chin, touched her lips, and frowned. “Why are you He leaned in and blew on her lips. “It’s all right now. It won’t hurt anymore.”

you so silly? You haven’t changed at all. Eugene looked resigned Madeline’s ears felt hot, and her cheeks turned red. “I’m fine. It’s just a burn, and it doesn’t hurt.”

Eugene let go of her and thought, ‘She’s really innocent” He raised his hand and pinched her cheek. “Fine.” He could take his time and teach her one day.

Caleb’s face darkened, and there were si sirens going off in his head. “Eugene, you are busy, so I won’t see you Eugene was confused. Can’t bear to lose, huh?‘ he thought you off Madeline simply pretended to be invisible. Well, she didn’t meddle in things between her brothers.

Winslet had been abroad for a while, but for some reason, she felt that someone was watching her.

At first, she thought that she had a new lease on life, so she quickly rented a house, saw a doctor, and prepared to start over.

She even changed her SIM card, since she was afraid that the Larson family would discover the loan and look for her.

Winder had more than 3 million dollars, which was enough to make a loving there. However, she didn’t even get to be happy for two days before she felt something was wrong Every day, she felt anxiÏQUE For example, one night, she heard someone on the phone outside the window. “The fur sheep is sleeping. Have you found a match? She should be worth plenty of money. She’s only in her early 20, and her organs are healthy. Haha.. Of course, I do home delivery Winder had under the quail, shavering It’s starting again. What Eat sheep? Is he talking about me? she thought. Wunder rushed to the window anul pulled back the curtains, but there was nothing except silence Chapter 187 She looked distressed. “What the hell is going on? Am I hallucinating?” She couldn’t help but begin to doubt the anti–

inflammatory drugs her doctor had prescribed her. Maybe they aren’t anti–inflammatory drugs but mind–control drugs? Is he trying to scam me for my money?

A chill ran down Winslet’s spine. She remembered she had heard that the security in foreign countries was rather poor, and then locked the windows.

Strange noises came from the bathroom. She went to check and found nothing. “The water must have been blocked. God knows what the neighbor upstairs is doing, she thought to herself.

In the middle of the night, she heard chopping sounds. Winslet couldn’t sleep all night again. She finally slept for a while during the day, and the doctor called her for a consultation. Winslet wrapped herself up tightly and didn’t take the anti–inflammatory drugs this time.

As soon as she went out, every glance at her made her suspect they had ulterior motives. She felt weak and felt like she was going crazy. If someone was plotting against her, it would be better if they were direct instead of slowly boiling the frog.

Under a tree in the distance, Paul was holding a cigarette and speaking on the phone. “Don’t worry, Mr. Jenkins. I won’t do anything directly to her. That girl bullied Ms. Larson, so of course, we should slowly shatter her mental defenses. I’ll do it tonight, but her suffering is just beginning.

It was afternoon when Winslet came back from the clinic. She had a meal and lay down in bed to catch up on her sleep. For some reason, she felt drowsy. She realized that something was wrong, but it was too late. She fell into a deep sleep.

A great unease welled up within her.

Winslet was awakened by a whistle. As soon as she woke up, she almost fainted from the pain. When she raised her hands, they were covered in blood. She was lying in a pool of blood as paramedics speaking foreign languages scrambled in and carried her onto a stretcher.

“W–What’s going on...” W like this? It hurts...

Winslet’s voice was hoarse. She was p pale and trembling with fear, “What’s wrong? What happened to me? How did I become Her facial muscles were twitching, and she was in immense pain. And she was terrified. With tears in his eyes, no one paid attention to her. She was at a loss and didn’t understand what was happening.

Winslet touched her blood–stained clothes, remembering what she had heard by the window. With difficulty, she lifted the hem of her clothes and found bandages underneath.

My kidneys. Winslet thought and began to cry in despair. But the worst was yet to come.

The ol police came to see her in the hospital. “Hello, Miss. You’re a victim of a home invasion. We need you to provide some clues now.”

“A home invasion?” Winslet was in pain and struggled to sit up. “What about my money?”

“The combination box was cracked open. There’s nothing inside,” explained the policeman.

Winslet felt hopeless and fell back on the bed. She stared blankly at the ceiling, tears rolling down her cheeks. She was in a foreign country, cutting off all her escape routes. Now, she had no money. She was finished.

She lay in the hospital bed crying bitterly, and for a moment, she felt abandoned by the whole world.