Chapter 445
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Behind him suddenly came a series of slipper sounds, very light, but because the surroundings were so quiet, Mica could still hear it. She suddenly turned around.
Under the dim moonlight, she saw the other person's blood-red eyes, his expression extremely fierce and scary.
She was frightened, and before she could run away, the other person violently hit her on the head with an ashtray.
While she was bewildered, she felt someone strangling her, and a high-pitched voice rang in her ears.
'Why are you still alive? Why did you come back? You are a disgrace. You shouldn't live in this world, you should die..."
Along with a fierce roar, she completely lost consciousness.—Waiting for Mica to wake up, her body was covered with a soft cotton blanket and she lay on the bed.
She lifted her body and wanted to sit up, but her head hurt so much, that she reached out to touch her head, she had several thick bandages wrapped on her forehead.
When she swallowed, her neck also felt sore.
'You're awake, are you still in pain?"
Eugene sat on the side of her bed, his expression calm, his tone vaguely resentful.
'Didn't the housekeeper tell you that you are not allowed to go to the sixth floor at night? Why don't you listen to me? As for climbing the outside wall, your courage is too great."Mica gradually regained her train of thought and reacted to something, she immediately touched her pocket.
Luckily, the photo is still there, Eugene probably hasn't discovered she stole the photo from the office yet.
She explained: "I'm just curious. After all, my mother is up there. I've never met her before so I want to go up and visit her."Eugene sighed: "Forget it, I won't punish you this time, there won't be a next time. There are rules in the house, if you come back to the house you have to follow them, understand?"
"I know."
Eugene stood up, adjusted the collar of his military uniform, and said calmly: "You were scared last night, go to sleep for a while, I'll have them bring you dinner later."
"Wait."
Mica pulled his sleeve away, she raised her face to look at him: "Last night, before I fell into a coma, it seemed like someone used something to hit my head, wanting to strangle me to death, saying things like you should not be alive in this world. Is it... our mother?"
Eugene sat down again, he patted her shoulder.
His voice was gentle: 'No, no one wants to strangle you. The wound on your forehead was caused by slipping, hitting the corner of the table, and breaking your head. Maybe you were too scared last night to think like that. Don't think too much."
'But…"
This feels so real. She was very alert last night. How could she be subjective?
"That's enough, something happened to you last night, our mother never woke up. This morning the maid came to clean the room and found you unconscious in the office."
Is it so?
Was she mentally so stressed that she had a dream?
Mica half believed half doubted: "So how long will it be before I see our mother?"
Eugene's face was a bit stiff, his amber eyes mixed with sadness: "Our mother has a cold, she said she didn't want you to catch a cold, it might take a few days, at the latest at your party, you will see her health."
'Does she have a cold? I can take care of her, I'm physically better than normal girls, and I won't get sick."
'But now that you are injured, that is when your resistance is weakest." His phoenix eyes narrowed, seriously emphasizing: "You are back, you must listen to me."
Mica was bored and nodded silently.
Eugene gave two more instructions before closing the door and heading out.
Waiting for him to leave, Mica quickly got out of bed and walked to the mirror on the dressing table opposite. On her slender neck, except for the vague feeling of pain, there was no trace of what happened last night.
Was she so scared last night that she thought subjectively?
In fact, since learning that her husband had an illegitimate child, Mica's mother became crazy, she no longer recognized anyone. She hits and scolds everyone she meets. That's why Eugene locked her on the sixth floor and didn't let Mica see her.
He planned to wait until her health stabilized and let her see Mica. He didn't expect Mica to be curious and couldn't wait for that day.
'Don't worry, Bertha's matter is more important."She pushed her thoughts aside, took the photo taken last night hid it in her pocket, looked at it, and after confirming it was correct, put it back in her pocket.
Because of the wound on her forehead, she was forbidden by Eugene to go out. No matter the reason, the housekeepers refused to let her go and even confiscated her cell phone. They wanted her to focus on resting.
Mica gave up and was forced to be locked in her room for two days.
Everyone is having busy days, time seems to pass twice as fast.
Very quickly the day of the trial arrived.
Waiting for Eugene to finish breakfast and then go out, Mica used the excuse that his wound had healed and that he needed to take photos for a news magazine, then left Felix's house and got in the car alone to Shane's villa.
