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Chapter 926
"You're right. I can't kill you." Crystal said, "If there really are ghosts and gods in this world, Harold..."
She held the dagger in her hand, pointed the tip of the dagger at her heart, and stabbed it down hard. Her voice
was filled with tears of blood. "I must see you die a terrible death with my own eyes!"
With a "Chi" sound, the dagger pierced through her clothes. Blood oozed from the tip of the dagger, but it failed to
go deeper.
"..." Harold's face was pale. His shoulder was injured, and his hands were not very strong. At this time, he held
Crystal's wrist tightly, making a little cold sweat on his forehead, but his voice was still cold. "Do you want to die?"
He sneered and said, "Do you think I will let you die so easily after giving me a shot?"
Harold pinched Crystal's finger hard and let go of her hand in pain. The dagger landed on the snow-white bed
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtsheet. Harold pulled her by the wrist and dragged her out of the bed. Crystal stumbled and almost fell. Harold didn't
even look at her as he dragged her downstairs like a rag doll.
Crystal couldn't break free at all. She tried her best to pry apart Harold's fingers. "Don't touch me!"
However, those fingers were like iron pliers that could not be pried apart. Maria was shocked when she saw Crystal
being dragged out. She hurriedly came up to stop him and said, "Master White... Miss Evans has just woken up and
is in poor health. You..."
Harold ignored her and pushed Maria away. "Get lost."
Maria watched as Harold's white clothes were stained with blood and dragged Crystal out of the door.
In the freezing cold of December, Harold showed no expression on his face as he forcefully pushed Crystal into the
car. He started the vehicle and sped away, leaving a trail of dust behind.
Maria was shocked and worried that something would happen. After hesitating for a while, she called the Evans
family and told them about it.
She knew that when Crystal was undergoing the surgery, Antony and Marcus had found the hospital. The details of
what happened were known only to the three of them. However, when they emerged from the rest area, they all
looked visibly distressed. Maria had hoped for a period of peace, but she did not expect that as soon as Crystal
regained consciousness, another incident would unfold.
The car stopped outside the detention center. Harold opened the rear door and grabbed Crystal's chin. His clothes
were too thin, and the gunshot wound had not stopped bleeding in time. His white clothes had already been dyed
red. He looked like an extremely beautiful poppy, but the man's face was exactly the same as that of the snow and
ice. "It's too easy for you to die, Crystal. The sins you're carrying haven't been redeemed yet. How can I let you
die?"
He pulled Crystal out of the car and pinched her chin from behind. It seemed that they were in a very intimate
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmposition. They hugged each other in a trance and could feel each other's cold body temperature.
"Look." Harold forced her to look at the door of the detention center and said with a smile, "The detention center is
your home."
The people in the detention center had already received the notice. They slowly came over and prepared to take
the suspect away. But when they saw the two people's posture, they did not dare to speak without permission, so
they had to stand there like a background.
"Harold..."
Crystal's voice was very soft. She raised her head and saw the flying snow all over the sky. The six snowflakes
almost melted into her eyes, so she smiled and said, "...It turns out that it's true. Whether I love you or not, it's up to
a thought."
"I'm 20 this year and I had only loved you."
"But you are not the right person."
"I used to love you so much, but now I hate you so much. Harold, if I can get out of prison, you'd better pray for
Buddha's blessing and not die in my hands."
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