Eli knocked Sean on his head mercilessly and said, "Are you crazy? I still need you to take care of me since I don't have an arm. How do you expect me to take care of you when you have lost an arm too? I will not be able to carry you. If you break your arm, I will break my neck. Let's see who is more ruthless." "Eli," Sean called her name helplessly. "Sean, it doesn't do any good to me if you lose an arm. Don't be silly, okay? I'll be sad and unhappy if you broke your arm. Do you want me to be unhappy?" Eli said persuasively. "I know that you're upset." "Sean, it'll just take another half a month. We'll be separated after that. Don't think of those unpleasant thoughts. We should do our best to be happy, right?" Eli said with a smile. Sean nodded and said, "I have asked them to prepare a crab feast for lunch. You can eat two of them." "Wow, that's great," Eli jumped up for joy. "But I'll have to trouble you to peel them for me. See, you could only pee
Eli went back to the room and saw Sean looking through his phone. When he saw her return, he put his phone away and said, "Dinner is ready." "Crabs, crabs! I've loved eating crabs since I was a child," Eli laughed and said cheerily. Sean smiled affectionately and said, "Why do I remember that you loved eating meat the most when you were a child?" "That's because crabs are seasonal. I'll only eat meat when there are no crabs," Eli explained and sat down at the table. The chef brought two crabs and their condiments to the table, as well as some kitchen tools. "Wow, I'm digging in," Eli took the scissors and cut off the crab's leg. She could not continue as she only had one arm. Sean peeled the crab's leg, dipped it with sauce, and handed it to her. Eli took a bite without any hesitation. Reuben approached them shortly after with a slight frown. He took the initiative to come forward and asked with a nod, "Mr. Yaleman, do you need help
"What? Which Mr. Yeager?" Sean frowned as he sat up from the bed. "Brock Yeager," one of Brock's men reported. Sean was stunned. After regaining his calmness, he asked cautiously, "How did he die?" "He died from a heart attack at 1 a.m. He has already stopped breathing when he was sent to the hospital. The doctor couldn't save him," Brock's subordinate reported. "Okay, I understand. Send me the address and I'll come over now," Sean said in a deep voice and hung up the phone. Eli did not feel like sleeping anymore. She asked, "Who died?" "Brock," Sean replied as he put on his clothes. "Did you kill him?" Eli asked. "No, I didn't. I was told that he died of a heart attack. I have to go to the hospital now. You should rest at home, don't wait up for me," Sean insisted. Eli nodded and watched as Sean left the room. She heard the sound of the car leaving. Brock's death was too sudden. She lay in bed for a while but could not
Eli shook her head and replied, "I don't want to do anything, and it's not as though I could do anything either." "You don't need to do anything. You have me. Just wait for me, okay?" Sean murmured. His gaze sunk, as though his soul was looming in the darkness. He did not ask Eli to go to bed, for he knew that she could not fall asleep. Instead, he closed his eyes. Noticing that his eyes were shut, Eli closed hers too. After tossing and turning for hours, she finally fell asleep. She had a dream. Hodge had kidnapped her and made Sean his puppet. She did not want Sean to be manipulated by Hodge. Therefore, she tried to kill herself to free him of the misery. She bit her tongue, but she did not die. She tried hitting her head against the wall, but it was soft and it seemed to be emanating warmth. She looked up and saw Sean. She realized that she was holding a knife in her hand. With a pull, she stabbed the knife through her heart and finally d
"Thank you, Mr. Yaleman," Reuben lifted his head and looked at Eli. Eli smiled happily, her eyes shaped into crescent moons. She held Sean's arm and said, "Come on, let's go. I've never been to Paris." She looked at these foreigners as well as their babies curiously. Their babies were very beautiful. They had fair skin, big eyes, and blond hair. They looked just like a doll. She even wanted to adopt a baby like this. Someone came to pick them up as soon as they were out of the airport. Eli was about to get into the car when she heard a gunshot. A bullet was fired and it hit the car door. Panic flashed across Sean's eyes as he shouted, "Get down." Eli lay on the ground in confusion, and Sean was laying on top of her, hovering protectively over her. Outside, gunshots could be heard, loud and clear. Eli's heart tightened as he looked at Sean, scanning his expression. Didn't he say that they came to Paris to relax? However, i
"Without any concrete evidence, there will only be suspicion. You feel guilty because you feel uneasy. You should keep your head low and prevent Sean from noticing anything out of the ordinary. Otherwise, not only would he be suspicious, but he would also start to suspect you. You should be prepared to retreat unscathed. After all, you have done so much for Sean," Reuben said solemnly. "I understand. I believe that you would have earned Sean's trust this time since you saved Eli from the bullet. With his trust, everything will be easier in the future. Alright, that's all for now, I'll hang up," Hodge said. Reuben lay on the bed and turned off his phone. Closing his eyes, he thought of Eli's smile, as well as her care for him. It was all worth it. Eli was taken back to A Country. Stella came running out of the waiting room when she arrived at the airport's military base. Eli was elated to see Stella. She immediately rushed over and hugged her. Stella had p
"What happened?" Stella asked with vigilance. "Weldon was murdered last night. Someone saw Natasha running out of his room in a state of panic," Jasper explained. "What did Natasha say?" "She's missing now, and no one knows her whereabouts," Jasper replied. "Bellamy called, hoping that you would help the Mccarthy family with the investigation. What do you think?" "Tell them that I studied psychology. The first thing they need to do now is to find Natasha. I will go over when they find her," Stella said. She looked back and saw Eli standing blankly behind her, deep in thought. "Eli, let's eat first," Stella said as she grabbed hold of Eli's hand. "Stella, what if Natasha was really the one who killed Weldon? What will happen then?" Eli was confused, "The Griswell family is dependent on the Mccarthy family. If Natasha kills Weldon, the two families will definitely become enemies. As the Griswell family has offended the Harington family before, I
Maple replied, "For the sake of my child." Eli then asked again, "What happens if your child is unfilial in the future?" Maple laughed wryly and said, "Well, there isn't anything I could do about that, yes?" Perplexed, Eli probed, "Why would you still want to live then?" Maple replied thoughtfully, "I think that I'm enjoying my life pretty well now." However, Eli did not share the same sentiment. In her opinion, Maple was still working hard to buy a house for her child at such an age, even without very little left for herself. Eli once heard that Maple's health was not doing well and her back hurt so much that it was difficult for her to stand up. Her husband was not by her side too. Eli then asked again, "Which part of your life are you enjoying now then?" Maple gave it a quick thought and said, "I have enough food every day, the dishes are quite good. When I'm free, I get to watch television. Aren't I enjoying my life?" Eli laughed and