Chapter 673: Vanquish (2)

Rex almost got a nosebleed because of Emily's adorable look. He even wanted to reach out his phone and take a few photos, but Vincent slapped a magazine to his head and stopped him.

Emily walked around with her new skirt and looked at Vincent, asking, "How about this one?"

Vincent walked over and hold her shoulder-length hair into his palm. He took out a tie from somewhere and helped wear her hair up. In the mirror, the cute girl immediately turned into neat and capable.

Emily looked at him in the mirror in a daze. Until Vincent returned to the sofa and sat down, she was still immersed in it. For some reason, it was very familiar. It seemed as if someone had done this before like this.

She touched the tie at the back of her head and wondered confusedly, mom never used a tie to wear her hair. Was it dad?

"Emily, are you alright?" Donna walked over and stood next to Emily.

Through the mirror, Emily saw the aged face of her mother when she was about to turn around. She also noticed the white hair.

She looked down at her hands and feet again. In her mind, there was a little girl who was crying desperately in the cupboard. She took a step back and put her hands to her head. Donna was deeply concerned, "Emily? Emily? Are you OK?"

Emily kept retreating. She put her hands to her head, but those voices keep coming in all the time.

"You bastard! Who let you enter my house! Get out of here!"

"Even though my brother is on your side, you will never be the owner of this house. It's ridiculous, your mother is a mistress, a slut! So are you!"

"Well, are you a fool? Are you really a fool or pretending to be? Idiot, I'm calling you. Come here!"

"Remember, I am your sister. From now on, you must listen to me. Even if I beat you, you can't tell dad! Do you hear it?"

"Your mom abandoned you. You are living in my house, are you clear? This is mine, not yours. With my order, you may be kicked out to the streets, like a beggar. Do you know what beggars are? If you upset me, you will be homeless at no time."

"Emily, I'm Eliot. Don't be afraid. I will protect you. Don't be afraid."

"Honey, don't be afraid. Food is already. Eat some. It's delicious."

"Are you afraid of the dark? I will stay with you, okay?"

" My name is Eliot. What's yours? I'll teach you how to write your name tomorrow, okay?"

"I bought some pineapple pie today. Emily, come here..."

"Emily, dad is so sorry..."

"Emily, it's mom's fault..."

"Emily..." A voice suddenly pulled her back. She lay on the ground in a daze, looking at the face in front of her. That pair of eyes, sharp but beautiful.

"Vincent?" She reached out to grab him and said unconsciously, "A lot of people are talking. There are so many people, so many."

"No one's talking. Don't be afraid. I'll take you home," Vincent took her in his arms to comfort her.

Just now, Emily was continuously stepping back, putting hands to her head while screaming uncontrollably, which aroused the attention of many customers. Lots of people thronged to the brand shop. At first, they were attracted by the delicate and beautiful girl. Later, they noticed another extremely tall man standing next to her. His back was attractive enough to arouse the attention of crowds of women. But, when they saw his face, many people could not help admiring him.

He wore a thin black hat that covered most of his forehead. His exposed eyebrows and lower jaw were exceptionally grave and stern. His thin lips were slightly pursed. He seemed so indifferent, but when he was holding the girl in his arms, his eyes revealed a rare gentleness. The strong-willed man still had his tenderness, which was so precious. The female customers surrounded here were even flipped by his behaviors.

Vincent carried Emily in his arms and walked out. Emily was holding his neck while her body was still trembling slightly. She closed her eyes and pressed her face against Vincent's neck. Feeling the warmth of Vincent, all her nervousness and scary disappeared gradually.

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Donna hastened to pace up in no minute. Just now, Emily had been retreating and scratched her eyes accidentally. It took her a long while to refresh herself.

The guide saw that they were about to leave and immediately stopped Donna, "You haven't ... you haven't paid it yet."

No sooner did Donna take out the money than Rex had already sent a card to the shop assistant. He then picked up a cane from the sofa and rushed to Vincent.

Vincent could walk without canes, but the leg may be pressured a little bit. What was more, he still had to hold Emily now. Rex and a few guards followed behind him and were ready to help.

"Mr. Vincent, let us help you."

"Yes, Mr. Vincent, let us carry Miss Emily."

"How heavy can little Hulk be? I can manage it."

"Not alright, let me do it."

"You guys are too noisy." Vincent looked ahead directly.

The few guards immediately shut up while only Rex had not yet said anything.

Rex was a bit relieved he had remained quiet.

When they arrived home, Vincent put Emily on the bed. No sooner was he about to ask Rex to bring a glass of hot milk than his hand had been grasped by Emily. She curled up in the quilt and cried in a grievance, "Vincent ... Don't leave me, okay?"

"I will not leave." Vincent sat beside the bed again.

"It's too dark. I'm so scared." Emily buried herself in the blanket.

It was just afternoon now, and the curtains were open. So, it was not dark at all. However, Vincent got it. He held her hand and comforted her in a low voice. "Don't be afraid. I am here. I am always here."

"Vincent, will you always be with me?" Emily's eyes glistened with tears.

"Yes, I will always be with you, until you are no longer afraid," he said in a gentle voice.

"You promised to take me to see dad. Don't forget it." She took a sniff.

Vincent looked at her, and after a moment of silence, he said, "Don't worry. I won't forget it."

Wiped her tears, she buried her face in the pillow. After a while, she asked, "Vincent, can you tell me a story?"

"Sure." Vincent picked up the Greek mythology on the bookshelf, flipped to the familiar page, and read it to her.

When Rex came in with the milk, Emily was already asleep.

Sitting by the bed, Vincent looked at her quietly, their hands still holding.

When Rex was about to put down the milk, he saw Vincent gesture to him, then he immediately took the milk out.

"Mr. Vincent, did Miss Emily remember something?" he asked at the door.

"Yes.." Vincent looked at Emily who was not sleeping soundly and said in a low voice, "She is trying to overcome what she had experienced before."

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