Eliot Britt, the eldest child of the Britts, didn’t come home until nearly midnight. As soon as he went in, he heard what happened from the butler. Normally, he would only say goodnight to Emily after taking a shower. But today, he walked straight into her bedroom.
Emily was pretending to be asleep.
Ever since she realized that she was reborn, she had no idea how to face Eliot. In her previous life, Elsie told her Eliot loved her before she died. His words still echoed in Emily’s mind.
In her previous life, Eliot had fought with a man for her and was seriously injured, but Emily failed to see him in the hospital before he died.
She felt warm on her forehead. It was Eliot’s palm. Eliot stroked Emily’s forehead and sighed, “I’m sorry. I’ll make sure it won’t happen again.”
There was a knock on the door from outside. The butler brought in a bowl and said, “Mr. Eliot, the ginger soup.”
Eliot turned around and took it, gesturing for him to leave.
Before the butler left, he glanced at Emily who was sleeping on the bed, and thought to himself, ‘Miss Emily is getting more and more beautiful. Too bad she was mentally disabled….’
“Emily, Emily? Wake up and drink your cola.” Eliot gently shook her shoulder.
her previous life, whenever she was ill, Eliot would let her drink “cola”, which
to wake from her
girl, drink the cola before
which had real cola in it, so it was not so pungent. She finished it and felt warm soon. She
forehead and said,
room from inside, went onto
a knife stolen from the
her previous life lived just
cheek, the temperature, and the smell of the blood.
surprise,
in her room were still on, and there were some papers on her bed and dresser. The quietness suggested that Elsie wasn’t
the papers on the bed and was
documents had been tampered with, causing his offer
were the
The sound of footsteps came from outside. Emily scurried into the balcony and secretly looked inside. She found that Elsie put the documents on the bed under her sheets and patted the bed satisfactorily.
A call came in. Elsie took the call and said something. Emily tried to hear what she said but failed. She tried her best to lean her head forward.
She accidentally knocked over a flower pot, making a sound.
“Who’s there?”
Elsie’s face changed drastically. She turned on the lights on the balcony and rushed outside, only to find a cat squatting under the flowerpot.
“Oh, it’s you, kitten. Why are you still awake?” Picking up the cat, Elsie stroked her head and put her back into her nest.
Emily curled up and hid behind the flowerpot rack on the balcony next door. She didn’t dare take a breath until Elsie turned off the lights.
She could not kill Elsie now, for she had to find the person behind her.
And how should she tell Eliot about the bidding document?