Chapter 327: Brother

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When Emily and Maury arrived at the hospital, Elsie was still in the operating room. The nurse kept walking in and out with blood bags in her hand. The atmosphere was tense and anxious.

Maury frowned and asked Eliot, "What happened? Why did she have a car accident?"

Eliot didn't say anything but looked at Emily from afar.

Emily looked at him calmly.

She saw the picture in his hand.

She decided it was time for a showdown.

It was long enough.

She closed her eyes slightly. She would still have nightmares about a dagger piercing towards her heart, but she would always wake up before the stabbing. Occasionally, she would see the dagger piercing towards Vincent...

Perhaps she had done that before in real life, and thus she was no longer seized by fear and despair when she had a nightmare. She thought it was time to have everything settled.

Eliot walked to Emily without a word. Maury followed behind him with a frown, "I'm talking to you, and you are unheeding? Let me tell you...."

Eliot spread out the painting in his hand and asked, "Did you draw it?"

Maury was surprised. He looked at the painting, and turned to Emily with astonishment. Then he turned to Eliot and said, "What are you saying? How come Emily would draw...."

But to his surprise, Emily nodded.

"I drew it." she said.

Eliot's eyes turned red abruptly. He asked, "Did you do it?"

Maury was confused. Before he could recover from the shock that Emily drew this painting, he saw Emily nod yes.

"What? What did Emily do?" Maury interposed. His gazed at them with surprise and confusion. Then he focused on the painting and praised sincerely, "Emily, did you draw this painting? Since when did you draw so well?"

"Why?" Eliot shed a tear and it fell on the back of Emily's hand.

She looked down at that tear. It was warm and real.

She had imagined about this scene for many times. It may happen in the Britt's, the company, a room, a banquet, a lounge, any place other than a hospital.

Why?

If she said that Elsie had killed her in her previous life, would he believe it?

Even if he did, he would never forgive her. It wasn't something that happened in this life, so there wasn't any excuse for her to hurt his mother and sister, breaking his family that used to be complete and harmonious.

"For the reason that they bullied you?" Eliot had thought of an excuse for her.

Emily nodded, "Yes."

"Just because of this?" His voice was hoarse and his eyes fiercely red.

"Just because of this." she said indifferently.

"What are you talking about? They bullied you? Who are they? Emily, you must tell me what's going on." Maury stood there, confused.

"You've been lying to me?" Eliot was desperate, and he suddenly smashed the wall with his fist. However, he still restrained from grabbing her shoulder. He only clenched his fists tightly, the joints conspicuous. "When? When did you start doing it?"

"Does it matter?" Emily looked into his eyes and said, "It's true that I lied to you."

Maury asked anxiously, "What on earth are you talking about? Emily, what did you keep from your brother?" As he said that, he realized that Eliot was no longer his son, but he did not correct it. He only frowned and looked at Emily, "What happened?"

Eliot suddenly laughed, with his tears falling. "No, it doesn't matter."

He hugged Emily tight in a surly way. He said, "You were the apple of my eye. And now you told me that you had lied to me. Do you know that nothing hurts more than your words?"

After saying that, he let go of Emily and left.

Maury tried to keep Eliot, but before he went far, he saw Emily squatting down. He immediately walked back and said, "Emily, what exactly happened? Tell me. Will you?"

Emily wrapped her arms tightly around her body. She shook her head gently, paying no attention to the tears that flowed into her mouth.

"My name is Eliot. What's your name?"

"Just call me Eliot. I am your brother and I will protect you."

"Don't be afraid. I am here for you."

"Let me teach you how to write. Let's learn your name first and then mine, okay?"

"Don't be afraid of water. Feel it. Breathe in it. When you adapt to the water, you won't be afraid of it anymore."

"When I am not by your side, you must protect yourself. Alright? Your life matters the most."

"Emily, if only you weren't my sister."

"Eliot, how are you?"

"Be good. Go to bed now. I will be around."

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Three days later. In the women's prison.

Emily handed to Beverly a pen and the divorce agreement signed by Maury.

"How come you retard came here?" Despite her fatigue, Beverly showed disdain.

"Dad is busy with his work and has to go to the hospital." Emily said.

Beverly was so shocked when she heard 'the hospital', that she didn't notice the coldness in her logical explanation.

"Who's in hospital? Eliot? Elsie?" Beverly stood up nervously, but then was ordered by the police behind her to sit down.

She sat down resentfully and asked anxiously, "Why is someone in hospital? Mere illness will not lead to hospitalization because the family doctor will come. Did something happen to them? What was that?"

Emily knocked on the table and said, "Ms. Beverly, please sign it first. I'll tell you what happened."

Beverly finally realized that something was wrong. She stared blankly at Emily in front of her, as if she was looking at a stranger.

"You ... are not Emily the retard?"

Emily did not reply. She only signaled Beverly to sign the divorce papers by nudging her chin.

Emily was not the person she used to be. She never showed such an aura.

Beverly thought back to the incessant misfortunes over the past few weeks. She was scolded and beaten up by Maury, caught adultery, and even swindled in her investment. There were connections among them. They were all traps waiting for her.

"It was you!" For a moment, words failed her.

She was smarter than Elsie, but she could do nothing. The cold handcuffs hurt her wrists.

However, no matter what she said, Emily remained indifferent. It seemed that she had only come here for one thing.

The divorce papers.

Beverly finally held the pen and signed in triplicate. Her hands were trembling. Because of the handcuffs, the signatures were scratchy. She hurried to sign and asked eagerly, "What happened? Why are they hospitalized? Did you do it?"

"Elsie was in a car accident." Emily said.

"A car accident?" Beverly stood up excitedly again and the handcuffs clicked against the table, "Did you do it?"

"9562! Sit tight!"

Beverly was forced down on the chair. She glared at Emily, "It must be you!"

"Don't you want to know how she is?" Emily asked.

Beverly cried instantly, "What do you mean? What happened to her?"

"She's alive, but she's temporarily unconscious."

"Why is it?! Why! Why!" Beverly suddenly stood up and tried to catch Emily by the shoulder.

But she failed because the police with a black baton hit her on the shoulder, "9562! Last warning! If you don't behave, go back inside!"

"Maury! Get Maury here! Ask him to come here! How dare he?! Elsie is his daughter!" Beverly gasped as she was grasped by the police.

Suddenly, she thought of something and asked in panic, "How about Eliot? Where is he? Why hasn't he come to see me? Has something happened to him?"

Emily was silent for a moment, and then she said, "He's fine."

"No, you are lying!" Beverly didn't believe it. "You must be lying to me! He's not...." She almost spilt the beans.

However, although she almost disclosed it, Emily didn't behave as she had expected.

She already knew it!

Did this mean that ... Maury also knew it?!

Was Eliot kicked out?

Emily, however, was going to stand up with those divorce papers.

Beverly also stood up and reached out to grab her hand. Emily dodged slightly and said lightly, "Eliot will come to see you. You can ask him about the specifics."

"You are very proud, aren't you? You have achieved your goal! Are you satisfied?!" Beverly glared at her and laughed like a lunatic. "You bitch! I knew you were a scourge! Your mother is a coquette, who gave birth to you bitch! She pretended to be crazy and fooled all of us! You caused my daughter's hospitalization! You will get the karma! You..."

A slap sound!

Beverly's face was turned to one side. She looked at Emily in disbelief, "You dare to slap me!? You actually dare to slap me!? You son of a bitch...."

Emily slapped her again. Slightly annoyed, she said, "If you dare to curse my mother one more word, I will stab you in the throat with this pen. You want to become dumb?"

She opened the cap of the pen in her hand, the tip of it facing Beverly's mouth.

Beverly could barely utter a word.

Beverly was momentarily shocked by her frightening aura and did not dare to speak.

Before she could catch on, Emily left with the divorce paper.

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