NovelEnglishAlexander grew thoughtful.
‘Is she getting jealous?’ Seeing her smiling eyes, he knew she was just teasing him.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHe patiently cut off a small slice of steak that was of the perfect size and offered it near her lips with his fork. “Which type she belongs to has nothing to do with me. What | do know is that if | don’t feed you well, you're going to cry that you're hungry on our way back!” “You're complaining that | eat a lot, huh?” She threw him a side glance but ate the steak as he wanted.
Juicy and flavorful, the taste was just right.
“No way. I'd rather you eat more,” he said smilingly.
Exchanging a smile, they shared a sweet and tender moment.
However, Lily grew slightly worried despite herself. “Assuming you're right and Ms. Riggs is truly in such a situation, there's bound to be trouble.” “Why is that?” “If she truly has dissociative identity disorder, her other self would sometimes not know what she does. We'll have no idea which identity she would assume. For example, the one that attackedwas a different personality than the one we saw just now.
Worse, she has no control over which identity would take over and what she would do.” ‘Someone who could not control herself and is unaware of her action is truly scary.” Alexander remained quiet for a moment before becoming calm again. “No matter which personality takes over her and regardless of what happens, | guarantee you that she won't be able to hurt you ever again!” Moved deep down, Lily said, “Don’t talk like I'm a baby who needs protection, okay? Don’t forget that | can fight!” She raised her fist to make her point.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm“Yes, you don’t need protection, and I'm the one who does. That means we must stay in touch at all times, okay?” Saying it like a joke, he meant the latter part.
He could hardly hide the concern in his eyes, and Lily knew he wanted to keep her safe. She smiled. “Sure, | promise you.” She decided to take her mind off Heather. If she had dissociative identity disorder, it did not concern them as long as she did not hurt them. Besides, they were able to protect themselves.
At the Riggs’ residence, a car slowly entered its compound. Under the moonlit and starless sky, the building looked creepy, with only the dim, yellowish light in the living area.
Hannah got out of the car and followed Chump into the living area.
The living area was empty except for a maid who cwith them from the island and Heather. Sitting there, the elder twin sister held an unlit slim cigarette.
She never smoked but always brought a pack of cigarettes with her. Sometimes she would light one and watch it finish burning into ashes that fall all over the floor.
“Heather...” Pursing her dry lips, Hannah was about to say something before a harsh voice cut her off, “On your knees!”
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