We Are Not Getting Remarried: Show Yourself Out

"How did your father get sick, Stacy?" Elisa asked lightly.

Stacy's expression tightened.

Her eyes filled with hate and resentment.

"Norman Benett! Dad said Norman Benett made him sick!" Her childlike voice was filled with pain and anger.

Norman?

Elisa's expression darkened at the mention of his name.

She had been investigating Norman's crimes and searching for the families of his victims, but they had proven elusive.

Incredible, she had somehow stumbled into them today.

She had spent days trying to nail Norman down but to no avail.

It was now or never.

Elisa collected her thought and gently probed, "Is it just you and your father, Stacy?"

"Yes." Stacy replied while feeding her father.

Taking in the barren room, Elisa reached into her pocket and handed Stacy some money.

"Thank you, Miss." Stacy's voice was thick with tears.

It so happened that Elisa had bought some ointment for cuts and wounds when she purchased the herbs earlier.

"Come here. Let me look at your wounds." Elisa examined each of the girl's injuries and liberally applied ointment to them.

After that was done, Elisa inspected the father.

She discovered that he had contracted pneumonia. His condition was so severe if not treated immediately, it could cause death.

Elisa left the house after reassuring Stacy.

She returned to the Medicine Market.

The market was now packed with people.

Elisa was never one for charity.

Driven by purpose, she stalked towards the man who had assaulted the girl earlier and sent a thin surgical needle flying toward his posterior.

Gareth could hear the needle cutting through the man's clothes.

The man cried like a pig being led to slaughter.

"He's asking for it!"

He had just suffered a beating from another man, and now, what was this sensation?

He was furious.

The man whipped his head around and caught Elisa's icy cold glare staring right at him.

"Was it you?"

He recognized Elisa. She was the one who had come to the little girl's rescue! She was in league with the man who was beating him up!

He demanded her to answer him, but Elisa did not say anything.

Seeing how Elisa was on her own, he charged towards her. Grabbing her shoulders and shaking her, he shouted in her face, "I'm calling the police! Don't even think of leaving!"

"Let go." Elisa threatened. Her eyes warned him to release her, or she would cripple him for life.