NovelEnglish"What are you saying? Why do I not understand?" Chad suspected he was mishearing things, so he reached out and slapped his face.
Mike was baffled.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Why is Mr. Foster no longer the one we know? Mike, if you're not going to explain it toclearly, I'm really going to buy a ticket to Bridgedale." Chad's face hurt. He was not dreaming.
"Angela said that he had died. The Elliot we have right now is the Elliot that Angela brought back from the grave." "What!" Chad was stunned and bewildered.
"Your boss right now is like a robot. The control is even in Angela's hands. Isn't that scary?" Mike said lazily. "So, your boss is a little withdrawn right now. If I were him, I guess I won't be any better than him." "That scary?" Chad was extremely upset. "Then, what should we do? This won't work down the line. Mr.
Foster hates being threatened. If he has to live under the control of another person every day, it must be torture. Is there anything Avery could do to help him?" "Avery has never heard about the technology Angela used. She said there was no way that one could bring a dead person back to life, so I don't think she can help Elliot." Mike got him to give up fantasizing." Think on the bright side. At least, he is still alive. It's much better than being dead. There would be nothing left if he was dead." "To us, it might be the case, but I doubt Mr. Foster will ever feel happy ever again." At that, Chad placed his phone down. He took his glasses off and wiped away his tears.
"Chad, it's not that bad!" Mike stopped joking. "He is still alive. Although, I don't know what they would call it from a medical standpoint. However, looking at him, apart from him looking mentally ill, he looks the same. H "It doesn't mean that one is alive if one is breathing. Moreover, you have already said it. No one in the medical field could properly define his situation.
What if the medical field doesn't recognize as him being alive?" The more Chad spoke, the sadder he grew.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Don't cry. I'm telling you so this you'll feel relieved, not for you to grieve. Avery is much strong than you. She didn't cry as you did." The sound of the shower filled the master bedroom.
The water flowed down Avery's head, washing away her tears.
Elliot was lying in the bed, yet she was getting sadder at the thought of it.
Elliot, at that moment, was disabled. Even if he looked like an ordinary person, he was no longer the Elliot she knew.
She wanted to rewind time, but she knew that it was not possible. She was powerless! However, she also could not just let Elliot continue being depressed! Tticked by second by second. She had been in the shower for half an hour. She was afraid that he might get suspicious if she took too long. She quickly wiped her body dry, put on her pajamas, and walked out of the shower. She cout only to see the bedsheets in a mess. Elliot was clutching his head, grunting in pain. He was curled up in a ball in bed...
"Elliot! What happened?" Avery quickly ran to the side of the bed. She grabbed his arm tightly. She was so anxious she cried, "Does your head hurt? Why did this happen? Does your head day?" swney ne His forehead was covered in sweat. Veins popped. He gritted his teeth tightly. Since he was breathing quickly, his chest was heaving quickly too.
"Elliot, don't worry! I'll contact Angela immediately! She will know what's going on!" Avery immediately let go of his arm. She found her phone and opened it. Angela: [Avery, I asked you to delete the videos. Why did you not listen to me? I can only let your man suffer a little.] Before this, she did indeed not listen to Angela, because she did not think that Angela could really control Elliot!
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