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

face, Tracy managed to squeeze out a few words from

in her eyes fell down

How could he

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 so stubborn that

as she was enduring great pain and

lost her

didn't bother to make a scene. He kept

she said, he was indifferent

"Say something..."

bad mood, and became more desperate when she saw that Brody kept

mistake. Don't do anything wrong to him. We just hope your father can atone for his wrong doings

notice of how furious Tracy

You believe

a mocking look on her

was true that she didn't expect that Brody would believe in Buddhism.

"Yes, I am superstitious."

Brody answered coldly.

of Tracy's mouth. She stared at him

like she had heard a big

didn't respond, but a cruel expression showed on his resolute

and asked sadly, "what about the

that I will treat you well and no longer take revenge, can't you

scornful glance

asked, "the same thing happened in 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 you to do as you ask him to do.

burst into tears all of a

know whether she should laugh or

the first good joke she had heard

a serious matter, but not

were tormented by a dead woman.

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

she hadn't expected that he

to have nothing to do with her.

you imagine how much your father loves you now?" said Brody, looking

"Love me?"

at Brody with glassy

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

Her words

said in a serious tone, "do you 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 and supercilious

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

you keep on pestering her, you will end up being tortured and self deception. Or you

love her. But she believed that one day when he turned back,

"Shut up."

snorted and interrupted her.

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