Come Back to Me

Brody said in a serious tone.

Tracy felt so painful that she almost cried. For a moment, she thought that Brody was trying to murder her deliberately.

When she came to her senses and felt much better, she pushed his hand away and said, "don't pretend to be kind. You can kill me as you like."

Brody was angry immediately, but when he saw that her face turned red with anger, he felt nothing wrong. He was relieved.

"No wonder she's a spoiled girl."

Looking at the lively, energetic Tracy, who was struggling in pain just now, Brody couldn't help satirizing her.

Tracy sensed the sarcasm in his voice and said coldly, "if you want to play the suicide game yourself, I won't accompany you."

She shouted at him angrily.

She had reminded him of the danger at first, but he had ignored it.

Brody pursed his lips and said nothing.

He looked a little irritable and seemed not to quarrel with her.

"Tell me, what kind of agreement you have made," said Tracy reluctantly

She stared at the side face of Brody and said coldly. It seemed that she wouldn't give up if he didn't say it today.

"Why do you have to get to the bottom of it?"

Brody turned his head, with his jaw tightened. His eyes were full of anger.

Seeing that Brody was in a bad mood, Tracy added insult to injury.

"You are a real man! How dare you!"

Brody's face was gloomy. He smiled coldly, "what do you think I'm going to do?"

"I don't know."

Tracy said through gritted teeth.

A light flashed in Brody's black eyes. He turned to her and said cruelly, "he realized his mistake. I made him do all this just to pray to the tombstone. He can go there everyday to make three kowtow to the tombstone."

"What?" Her words were like a thunderbolt from a blue sky, and Tracy shouted out in shock.

Her face turned pale in an instant, and her lips trembled. She looked at Brody incredulously.

"You..."

She was so shocked that she could hardly speak. Her chest was so tight as if she was about to suffocate.

A pool of blood started to gather.

"Are you insane?" shouted Tracy.

without batting an

it on

while, with a pale face, Tracy managed

tears in her eyes fell down

How could he

don't be so naive. Juliet is dead and you can't bring her back to life. Why can't you just let it go? I've done some investigations in secret, and found that there are many questionable points in Juliet's death, but you're still

at Brody in a hoarse voice, as she was

had almost lost her

make a scene. He kept motionless and

he was indifferent as

"Say something..."

was already in a bad mood, and became more desperate when she saw that Brody kept silent.

him. We just hope your father can atone for his wrong doings as

taking no notice

You believe

look on

she didn't expect that Brody would

"Yes, I am superstitious."

Brody answered coldly.

emerged at the corners of Tracy's mouth. She stared at him with her grieved eyes and said, "you're an evil, and

felt like she had heard a big joke.

but a cruel expression showed on

him and asked

you well and no longer take revenge,

scornful

company to you. He makes an apology to you in front of the tombstone and prays every day. He helps you to do

burst into tears all

she should laugh

it was the first good joke

matter, but not childish.

were tormented by a dead woman.

serious. He said seriously, "no, there's nothing to do with the

hadn't expected that he would tell her about

have nothing to do

you now?" said Brody, looking at her with

"Love me?"

at Brody with glassy eyes.

who had killed Juliet three years ago. If he loved me, he would tell you the truth if he knew

paused for a while. Her

really believe superstition? Reincarnation of life and death? Does he really keep the Scriptures for keeping his mind pure? Will he really be able to keep his pure

darkened. He fixed his eyes on her pale face and kept

the corner of Tracy's mouth. "Juliet is dead. If you keep on pestering her, you will end up being tortured and self deception. Or you will end up

day when he turned back, he would find how

"Shut up."

snorted and

all over her