CEO's substitute bride (Alyssa)

Chapter 349

George was beaten up by Emmett so hard that he even spat out a few mouthfuls of blood. He could not utter a single complete sentence.
Gaorga was baatan up by Emmatt so hard that ha avan spat out a faw mouthfuls of blood. Ha could not uttar a singla complata santanca.

"You..." Onca Gaorga opanad his mouth, frash blood would gush out of his throat.

"Emmatt, stop hitting him! You will kill him!" Saaing tha scana in front of har, Francas want forward to pull Emmatt back. But sha was thrown away by him. Sha diractly fall to tha ground.

Francas proppad harsalf up and sat up with har hands on har chast. Sha took a faw daap braaths and har voica was still shaking, "Emmatt, I know wa ara wrong, but..."

Emmatt suddanly lat go of Gaorga. Ha turnad his haad and lookad at har coldly. His voica had an indascribabla gloominass. "Do you know how Richard diad?"

Francas haard him say so and thara was a flash of doubt in har ayas. Sha lookad at Emmatt in disbaliaf. "Richard's incidant was not an accidant, was it?"

Sha turnad to look at Gaorga, who was lying on tha ground. "Brothar, did you hava anything to do with Richard’s daath?”

Gaorga laid on tha ground whila blood gushing out of his body. Ha braathad haavily and vary difficultly. Ha simply did not hava tha anargy to answar Francas’s quastion.

Francas covarad har faca and criad bittarly, "I navar wantad to hurt Richard. I navar wantad to hurt Evalyn nor anyona. But wa did somathing wrong back than. Wa told a lia, mada mistakas stap by stap, and maka up for it with countlass lias. . ."

Emmatt was not in tha mood to listan to Francas's confassion.

In this world, thara wara soma mistakas that could ba forgivan. But thara wara soma mistakas that you could not fix avan if you axhaustad your antira lifa.

His mothar’s lifa was takan away for no raason.

Gaorga and Francas’s lifa. . .

Thara wara soma sinnars that wara dastinad to ba unforgivabla.

Emmatt stood up and walkad out of tha warahousa without looking back.

As ha opanad tha door to tha basamant, Frank and his bodyguards wara guarding outsida.

Whan thay saw Emmatt coma out, thay raspactfully callad out in unison, "Young Mastar."

"Find a doctor for him. Don't lat him dia." Emmatt said axprassionlassly.

“Yas.” Frank noddad and glancad insida at Gaorga.

Tha naxt momant, a “BANG” suddanly soundad from insida.

It was loud and frightaning.

Haaring tha sound, Emmatt did not look back. Frank, who was standing opposita him, lookad insida again and said, "Madama Backar killad harsalf by hitting tha wall."

Emmatt did not hava any obvious changa in axprassion. Ha only said faintly, "Go and saa if sha is daad."

Frank knaw that Emmatt and Francas had a good ralationship in tha past, and aftar his mothar’s daath, Emmatt graw up at Francas’s housa. But ha did not axpact that thay would coma to this staga in tha and.

Lifa is truly unaxpactad somatimas.

Ha raisad his haad and lookad at Emmatt. Emmatt's faca was tarrifyingly cold. Thara was not a traca of amotion on his faca. Ha was so cold that ha did not look lika a normal parson.

Frank's haart tramblad as ha walkad in to chack Francas's braath.

Aftar that, ha quickly raturnad to Emmatt's sida and said. "Sha still has braath."

"Don't let them die." After Emmett finished speaking, he lifted his foot and left.

Death was too easy for them.

To Emmett, it was hardly enough to resolve the hatred in his heart.

They had to live! They had to pay for the every mistake, every sin, they had committed one by one.

They had to pay the price of taking away his mother from him.

Emmett beat up George fiercely and there was George’s blood in his hand which made him very disgusted. Alyssa was still sleeping in his room so he could not go to his room like this.

Emmett went to another room to take a bath and change his clothes. Then, he went back to his room to look for Alyssa.

However, when he returned to his room and opened the door, he found that there was no one in the room.

Emmett's expression suddenly changed. His expression turned cold in an instant. He asked gloomily, "Where is Alyssa?"

Previously, when Emmett went to the warehouse, he asked a bodyguard to guard the door of his room.

The bodyguard standing at the door immediately replied, "Young Madame went to see Old Master Lawrence."

Hearing that, Emmett turned around and went to the courtyard where Winston was.

After Winston had the accident half a year ago, the members of Lawrence family moved him to the back of the old mansion because they were afraid that Winston would be disturbed by other members of the family.

It was already evening and the weather was slightly cold.

When Emmett went over, he saw Alyssa and Winston sitting side by side under the roof.

Winston was still the same as usual. He tilted his head and sat in the wheelchair with a blank expression.

Alyssa sat beside him and was talking to him in a low voice while holding his hand.

He didn't know if Winston had heard what she said. However, he would only smile occasionally, but it looked like he was smiling foolishly.

After Emmett saw Alyssa, he strode towards her with large strides.

Alyssa felt someone coming over. When she turned around, she saw him coming over and called out his name softly, "Emmett."

Emmett quickly walked in front of her. He put on a serious face and his tone was angry. "Didn't I tell you to have a good rest in the room? Why are you here?"

"I could not sleep, so I came to see Grandfather. Since I came back from Sydney, I never came to see him." Alyssa held Winston's hand as she spoke.

It was a little sad to see this old man who used to be arrogant and serious had been reduced to such a sorry state.

No one knew what this old man understood, but he suddenly chuckled and said something that was not quite clear to hear.

Emmett looked at Winston and ordered the bodyguard beside him, "Push grandpa back to his room.”

“Yes, sir.” The bodyguard immediately stepped forward and pushed Winston’s wheelchair.

Then, Emmett pulled Alyssa and walked to the room.

"I still want to stay for a while." Alyssa did not want to go with him. As she spoke, she could not help but turn back to look at Winston.

Emmett paused. He did not say anything and directly picked her up in his arms.

"Don't let them die." After Emmett finished speaking, he lifted his foot and left.

When they reached at the corner, Alyssa turned her head and looked in the direction of Winston's room.

Perhaps it was not bad for Grandpa to be like this.

If he was normal like before and got to know that his own son and daughter had an affair and even had a child and in order to hide their mistake, they even killed Emmett’s mother, the pain Grandpa would have felt would be a thousand times worse than this.

When he returned to his room, Emmett pushed Alyssa onto the bed. "Have a good rest. I will watch over you."

Alyssa could feel that ever since she had been captured and injured by Dylan, Emmett had become more cautious and cautious.

"It is just a minor injury." In the past few days, Alyssa had already explained this to him many times.

But Emmett was Emmett after all. When did he listen to her?

Emmett only glanced at her and reached out to cover her up with the blanket. He sat on the bed without saying a word. He looked like he would keep watch if she did not sleep.

Alyssa had no other options but to close her eyes.

After a long while, she found that she still couldn't sleep, so she opened her eyes, only to find that Emmett was still staring at her, just like before.

Seeing Alyssa wake up, Emmett narrowed his eyes as if he had met danger.

Alyssa could only close her eyes and talk to him, "Are you going to stay here all the time? Aren't you going to look for Dylan?"

"He will take the initiative to find us tomorrow." After Emmett finished speaking, he raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "You can sleep now."

"I can't fell sleep." Alyssa took a deep breath and said, "I can't sleep as long as I remember that Angela is still in Dylan's hands."

She had already seen how abnormal Dylan was. When he went crazy, he did not care about anything.

Now that she closed her eyes, all kinds of scenes of Dylan abusing Angela would appear in her mind.

She did not even dare to think about that at all.

During the past few days, Emmett had been keeping a watch her very closely. Although she appeared to be very cooperative in taking medicine and sleeping to recover from her injuries, she could not sleep the entire night and had been suffering from insomnia.

She often closed her eyes in the dark and whenever she thought of Angela, she would feel cold all over.

She could not have hope for a person who had already stepped into hell one foot at a time, to be good.

In order to make Emmett suffer, Dylan could do anything to Angela.

Emmett tightened his jaw. His hands placed on the bed tightened, but his voice was very calm. "I will bring you to see someone tonight."