Chapter 389
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He was filled with anger. He didn't have time to explain and move forward. He picked her up and left.
"Go home. I will grill meat for you to eat myself."
"I sent you a text message, saying I would eat outside in the evening, I would return home late, why did you go out to look for me?"
Shane's handsome face darkened, and he was unhappy: "I'm worried, I haven't seen you all day. I have to wait until evening before I can see you, even if I waste a minute, I'm still upset."
In front of Norabel and Calista, Bertha blushed and struggled twice: "You let me down first..."
Shane hugged her even tighter, he was close to her ear, he used a sound only the two of them could hear and said: "Bertha, don't forget what you promised me."
The two of them had agreed before that outside, Bertha had to pretend to listen to him.
After returning home, all his things will be managed by her.
Bertha stopped struggling in the blink of an eye. She asked in a low voice: "I haven't finished eating yet. You said you would grill meat for me to eat when you get home. What kind of meat is it?"
Shane raised his eyebrows, he smiled cunningly: "Guess?"
This look...
Next to Norabel and Calista, they were still young. Although the two girls didn't understand what they were saying, they admired the couple's intimate behavior.
Suddenly they felt that the grilled meat in the bowl was no longer fragrant.
Bertha's ears turned red, she said goodbye to the two girls a bit awkwardly: "You just eat slowly, I will leave my card at the front desk to pay. If you want to eat, just call, I'll go first."
'Go quickly." Calista's face looked sour: "If you two don't go, I'm afraid the meat in the bowl won't smell good anymore."
Shane raised his thin lips, he looked towards Bertha in his chest: "Did you hear, they told us not to bother them eating, let's go home."
He carried Bertha out of the dining room, he told Tommy to drive Bertha's car, and Bertha to sit in his car.
On the way, he and Bertha talk about him meeting Noa in the hallway.
'Noa put poison in the juice and wanted to kill me?"
After Bertha heard it, she was a little incredulous: "After all, he and I have known each other for many years. I still understand his personality quite well. He doesn't seem like someone who could do these stupid things."
Moreover, now that Karlina is in prison, Vontroe's house is the only one left for him to support miserably. He does this, regardless of whether he succeeds in the end or not, he is burying himself.
Unless...
"Someone must be thinking of a way to persuade him, and even promise him something good, otherwise he wouldn't be able to do this kind of thing."
Shane nodded: "I'll let Liam investigate this, but how do you want to handle Vontroe's house?"
Bertha rubbed her temples, she was a little tired and said: "If we catch Noa on the charge of attempted murder, then send him to prison. As for the Vontroe family, do whatever you want."
She was no longer in the mood to manage other matters, right now she just wanted to quickly handle Bruno's matters well.
Thinking of this, Bertha asked, "How has your health been lately? Are you feeling okay? Would you like me to arrange a time with you to go to the lab for another checkup?"
"No need."
Shane answered very decisively.
His joints were firmly attached to the steering wheel, his dark eyes looked calmly forward, and the roadside lights illuminated the yellow color of his handsome face.
Recently, his vision went black once a day. There was no pattern, it would appear at any time, and the time his vision fell into darkness became longer and longer.
He doesn't know when his eyes will completely disappear, maybe tomorrow...
If he told Bertha, to treat him, she would risk meeting Bruno's conditions.
But that way, he would rather die.
"Shane?" While he was thinking, Bertha's small hand caressed his face: "What are you thinking about?"
Shane controlled the steering wheel with one hand, his other hand holding her hand, their ten fingers intertwined: "I'm thinking about how I'll eat you when I get back later, grilled, steamed, or fried?"
A feeling of shame overwhelmed Bertha.
Luckily tonight Liam chased Noa, and Shane drove himself, there were only the two of them in the car, otherwise, she wouldn't have been able to face anyone else.
The corners of Shane's lips curled up: "Bertha, do you know what your cutest part is? No matter how many times we've done it, as long as I mention it, you'll be so embarrassed that you'll blush."
'Do you think I have thick skin like you?" Bertha arrogantly snorted coldly, shifting her gaze to look out the car window.
The atmosphere inside the car restores harmony.
They returned home, their unashamedly good nightlife had just begun.
That same night.
Karlina is in the women's prison in S city, she is not living well.
Everyone fell asleep, she was locked in a cell so dark that when she raised her hand she couldn't see her five fingers, the ground was wet, and it was bone-chilling cold.
She could only curl up and squat in the corner. She couldn't sleep at all. For a long time, her legs were so numb that she couldn't feel them.
But her determination not to lie down and sleep on the wet mud was her last stubbornness.
Here, there wasn't even a cotton blanket, she could only hug her shoulder tightly to keep warm, her whole body was in pain from the wound.
Every day passes like a nightmare.
At noon, while cooking, the boss in prison intentionally made things difficult for her, spitting on her tray, she even stomped her face on the ground, forcing her to eat the meal she spit on.
She resolutely resisted, and as a result, she was gang-beaten. Because she wasted food, she was imprisoned for three days.
She helplessly hugged her shoulders, sobbing softly, crying so much that her eyes were swollen, she didn't wipe her tears. Because it was so cold, her whole body trembled.
Just a few days into prison, she was beaten, punished, and forced to work every day, she was about to go crazy.
