Chapter 30 Who… do you like?

The Watson who had been shouting just now now seemed like a struggling ant in front of her.

“What… what do you want?” Watson panicked.

Evelyn smiled faintly, leisurely pulling out a surgical knife from her pocket.

There were no anticipated interrogations, no anticipated threats. Evelyn raised her hand, and

with one swift motion, she mercilessly struck Watson’s hand.

“Ah!” Watson screamed even more painfully than when a pig is slaughtered.

Alexander was stunned, his heart still trembling from Evelyn’s previous icy and desolate gaze.

He even ignored Watson’s screams, his mind filled with just one word.

Merciless!

Too merciless!

Alexander realized that this kind of ruthlessness on Evelyn was not repulsive but had a

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captivating charm.

If he hadn’t always disliked Evelyn, he might even want to shout, “Idol!”

Evelyn dropped the surgical knife, wiped off the blood on her fingertips, and said, “If a pair of hands are used to harm others, there’s no need to keep them.”

lesson for Watson. Evelyn walked away.

“You’re leaving, what

paused and added, “The medical bills

first, it seemed like there was no

was injured by you, why should I cover

could only wave

had lost all support, leaning weakly against the

wall.

imagine what would have happened

Would Henry be in trouble by now? She didn’t want

the accumulated fear from two lifetimes, wrapped around Evelyn. She curled up slowly, trying to

what seemed like an eternity, Evelyn struggled out of this fear.

was

Very successful.

Mr Wilson and

stood at the door, staring blankly at Henry, who could only breathe smoothly with the help of oxygen. She was lost in her thoughts until someone tapped her shoulder,

her shoulder. “Why aren’t you going in?”

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Who do you like?

“I don’t think he

married you, and I’m glad. Henry may have a bad temper, but it’s okay. There are still many days

okay.” Evelyn

Ava accepted her as

had also supported her and Henry like today. She regretted not cherishing these

and took Old Mr Wilson, Old

and walked

the sickbed, the man’s eyes were tightly closed, lips pale, and the small wound on his head was not conspicuous. However, seeing the various bandages on his body, big and small, Evelyn’s heart

why are you so

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