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.

at her without

did it

pale face, Tracy managed to squeeze out a few

tears in her eyes fell down uncontrollably.

How could he

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,

voice, as she

almost lost her

a scene. He kept motionless and looked at

she said, he was indifferent as

"Say something..."

more desperate when she saw that

just hope your father can atone for his wrong doings

no notice

believe

look on her face.

that she didn't expect that Brody would

"Yes, I am superstitious."

Brody answered coldly.

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

like she had heard a big

cruel expression showed on his resolute face.

at him and asked sadly, "what

well and no

cast a scornful glance at her.

the company, didn't it? My father hand over the company to you. He makes an apology to you in front of the tombstone and prays every day. He helps

burst into tears all of a

know whether she should laugh or not. She was still crying.

was the first good joke she had heard since

matter, but

they were tormented

and looked serious. He said seriously, "no, there's nothing to do with the company. It's just business. Besides, it has nothing

eyes, as if she hadn't expected that he would

have nothing to do with

your father loves you now?" said Brody, looking at her

"Love me?"

sneered, looking at Brody with glassy

killed Juliet three years ago. If he loved me, he would tell you the truth if he knew the situation. He would tell you everything that had happened three years ago, and then I can take the liberty to divorce you.

while. Her words apparently brought back his

tone, "do you really believe superstition? Reincarnation of life and death? Does he really keep the Scriptures

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

end

one day when he turned back,

"Shut up."

and interrupted her.

was written all over