The Contract Marriage

Chapter 324 I Finally Saw You

When Greta came out of the office and was about to leave, she found Vivian's father standing not far away. His old eyes looked at her as if they were spitting fire.

She frowned slightly and hesitated for a moment before carrying her bag and walking over.

"Uncle, are you looking for me for something?"

"Did you do something to my wife?" Mr. Holmes looked at her coldly.

Greta smiled and felt Mr. Holmes's words were unbelievable. "Uncle, you are the one who called me over. Auntie told me something and I left. What else can I do to her?”

Greta suddenly though of something and her expression changed. “No, Uncle, what do you mean by that? Did. . . Something happen to her?"

"If you really didn't do anything, then why did she vomit blood the moment you walked out?" Mr. Holmes asked in disbelief.

"She was already seriously injured. She only said a few words to me. If she vomited blood, it could only mean that the wound inside was ruptured again! No, that's not right! What about Auntie now? I'll go and see her! I know the doctors in this hospital. I'll ask the director to find the best doctor." Greta said as she walked towards the elevator.

"She is already dead. . ." Mr. Holmes's voice came from behind, making Greta's footsteps stagnate. She only turned around to look at him after a while.

"You. . . How is it possible?" Greta was stunned for a moment and felt that this matter was too sudden.

Mr. Holmes had been observing her expression and listening to what she said. He felt that this matter was too sudden and this woman didn't have much to do with it, so she let out a heavy sigh: "Can I still joke with you about this kind of thing?"

"Then what did the doctor say?" Greta asked nervously.

"The rupture of the liver and spleen caused a second haemorrhaged. . . What kind of sin did our family commit. . ." Mr. Holmes could not take it anymore and squatted down. He covered his face with his hand and started crying.

"Uncle, don't be too sad. Auntie is dead and can't be revived. You have to take care of your body." Greta looked at the patients and doctors around her. She reached out and helped him up. She took him to the waiting chair and sat down.

Mr. Holmes looked in front of him with a sad expression and kept shedding tears.

"Uncle, I have something to do tonight. I’ll leave first." She wanted to leave as soon as possible.

Mr. Holmes heard her and turned to look at her. He then looked away and said slowly, "Then can you tell me. . . What did my wife. . . Say to you?"

Greta heard his words and looked around before slowly saying, "She asked me to help Vivian steal the child out. . . But how can I help with this kind of thing? Uncle, don't you think so?"


Greta originally wanted to say something else, but when she thought about how Mr. Holmes was Vivian's father and how much he knew about the matter, she was a little uncertain.

Mr. Holmes heard her words and sighed heavily. "Sigh. . . Sigh. . ."

Mr. Holmes did not say anything else. He just stood up from the waiting chair and walked away slowly with painful steps, leaving only an old back.

Vivian had been having a bad time in prison. She did not know why, but she always felt uneasy when she slept at night. It felt like something had happened.

She wanted to call her mother, but she was a prisoner and could not find a good reason. She could only wait for her mother to come and see her.

However, she didn't expect that the person who came the next time, it was not her mother whom she was waiting, but her father!

As soon as she entered the meeting room, Vivian quickly walked to the opposite side of her father and sat down. She looked at her father and asked puzzledly, "Dad, why isn't my mom here? Where's my mom?"

Previously, Mrs. Holmes had promised that she would visit her every time, but this time, her mother actually didn't come.

Mr. Holmes listened to his daughter's words and let out a heavy sigh. He then shook his head and said, “She won’t come to see you anymore.”

Mr. Holmes did not continue speaking. He just kept shaking his head.

"What? But why? Dad! What happened to my mother? Hurry up and tell me!" Vivian looked at her father's expression and realized that the situation was not right. She looked at her father and kept asking.

Mr. Holmes lowered his head and looked at the table in front of him and sighed heavily. After a long silence, he finally looked up at Vivian and said sadly, "Your mother, she. . . Left. . . "

Vivian felt her heart thump out from her chest as she could not believe her father's words. "Wh. . . What left? Dad. . . You. . . What are you talking about? Let me ask you. Why didn't my mom come?"

Looking at her father's expression, Vivian had already realized what was going on. But she still looked at her father in disbelief and asked.

Mr. Holmes looked at Vivian's expression and answered in a hoarse voice, "A month ago, your mother went out early in the morning. At that time, she only said that she was going out for a while and would be back soon, but who knew. . ."

"What happened to my mother?" Vivian asked anxiously.

"She went out for a long time and did not come back. When it was almost noon, I went downstairs to look for her, but not long after I walked out, I saw a neighbour walking over with two traffic police officers. . ." Mr. Holmes raised his hand to wipe the corner of his eye as he said.

"And then? Tell me!" Vivian was tortured to the point of losing control.

"Later on, from the surveillance data, I found out that your mother went to the entrance of the neighbourhood to see a girl. The other party returned fifty thousand yuans to her, then took a taxi and left. Your mom took the money and chased after the taxi. But when she wanted to go home, she didn't notice a truck coming from behind. . .”

“Someone made an emergency call. When I rushed to the hospital, your mom was already in the resuscitation room. . . She was pushed out of the resuscitation room after five or six hours. At that time, I thought that nothing would happen to her, but who knew. . . Later on, she insisted on me looking for a female doctor called Greta. I had no choice but to find that girl. Your mother seemed to have something to say to her, so she sent me away. I waited in the corridor for a few minutes before Greta came out. When I went in to see your mother again, she started to vomit large mouthfuls of blood. . ." When Mr. Holmes said this, his tears could not stop falling.

"Then what happened to my mother?” Vivian asked anxiously.

Mr. Holmes shook his head. "She bled so much that she couldn't be saved."

"Mom. . . How could this be? How did this happen?" Hearing the news of her mother's accidental death, Vivian could not help but scream and cry.

Mr. Holmes looked at his daughter crying uncontrollably and also silently cried.

Vivian lost control of her emotions, the prison guards had no options but quickly took her away.

Mr. Holmes looked at his daughter's back and shook his head in pain. He turned around and left.

Afraid that Vivian would do something too extreme, the prison guards locked her up in the detention room.

Vivian sat on the bed with her hands on her knees. She looked blankly ahead and thought about her mother. Her heart was filled with indescribable regret and heartache.

"Mom. . . I'm sorry. It was all my fault. You. . . I am sorry. . ." Vivian buried her head into her arms and tears kept rolling down her face.

But no matter how much she regretted it, it could not save her mother's life.

When she opened her mouth to ask for help from her mother, the door to hell was already open. . .

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