"What do you mean? What do you want?" Arianne looked at her with wide eyes in surprise.
Tell me you've seen Christopher's illness? What do you mean when you got sick last night?
Yesterday in the dark bedroom, she couldn't see anything!
"Now you have two choices, first, choose your own ending," the old lady waved her hand, a maid walked in with a tray, and Arianne saw in amazement. white cloth, sleeping pills and a fruit knife.
She instinctively took a step back, gaping, "So what's Monday?"
"Secondly, go to the airport early tomorrow morning, someone abroad will arrange accommodation for you."
When Arianne heard that, she understood, wanted to push her to a place where the hell she was, imprison her, and never step foot in this house for the rest of her life.
Christopher you are so evil!
Arianne pushed the maid's hand away, cold face said: "Let me do it myself".
This is a gem-encrusted gold ring, the round black stone on top is sparkling, the ring looks like it was bought from an antique store, the design is very beautiful.
Last night, when Grandmaster Vuong put that ring on her ring finger, she silently praised this ring as special, she had never seen it before, and had to take it off before she had time to put it on.
Of course, this is Christopher's stuff, she doesn't want to take it!
Merely…
She held her breath and pulled it off, but the ring remained motionless on her ring finger, no matter how she removed it, she couldn't remove it.
Sister Sia saw the problem, asked the maid to bring mineral water, but it still didn't help.
"Madam, the ring can't be removed," Sia, after trying it herself, respectfully said to Lady William.
"Then think of a way to take it off," Lady William said, then turned and left the drawing room.
Christopher lay in the hospital room unable to sleep, so he sat up and took a tranquilizer pill from the drawer to take.
For the past few years, he has always had to rely on sedatives to fall asleep, and more and more dependent on it, and I don't know if it is due to the approaching death.
Until I could sleep, each nightmare came again, each dream related to the girl in the cell, and the ring that could not be taken off.
It was clear that he had only met him once, but it felt like he had known him for a long time, the more he looked at him, the more familiar he became.
The image that appeared, was her sad and desperate expression staring at him, saying, if he missed her, he would never find another person who really matches this ring in his life.
Christopher opened his eyes wide and sat up on the bed.
Beads of heavy sweat rolled down from his forehead, this was the first time he dreamed like that, the first time he dreamed of a girl.
Before, there were women who were more pitiful than her, more miserable than her, but no one had ever entered his dream!
Why might that be? Is it because she has the figure of that woman on her body?
He used his sleeve to wipe the sweat from his forehead, got out of bed, walked over to the water bottle filled with a glass of water, gulped it down, then strode over to the floor-to-ceiling window, silently looking at the pitch black night outside. hospital window.
During a day and a night, Arianne was locked in a cold prison cell in the backyard, while several specialized women came to help her remove the ring, but each time to no avail.
Either way has been tried, her finger was pulled by them to numb, but the ring remained motionless.
Arianne still wore the clothes she wore last night to bed, her delicate little face looked very peaceful sleeping, in the night,Christopher’s eyes passed over two faint teeth marks on her wrists, stopping for a moment. , finally her gaze rested on her ring finger.
That gold ring encrusted with black pearls glittered in the darkness.
Christopher couldn't help but bend down to take her small hand, but without waiting for him to continue, Arianne, who was curled up fast asleep on the bed, suddenly withdrew her hand, avoiding his.
His large hand was helpless in the air, and after a while, he retracted it and stood up straight.
Arianne weakly opened her eyes, all she saw was darkness.
"Are you awake?" Christopher asked calmly.
Arianne sat up on the bed, and after looking around, discovered a tall figure standing in front of the bed. Although she couldn't see her face clearly, she could feel a cold breath pressuring her, she remembered it was Christopher's breath. Because his breath was especially enchanting, she had only fought him three hundred rounds on her wedding night, so she knew it very well.
But, wasn't Christopher taken to the emergency room last night? Why are you back all of a sudden?
She looked at him, her face scared: "I'm not going to that damn place, I'm not going!"
"I've come to tell you some news." Christopher couldn't see the fear on her face, and smiled coldly: "I decided to keep you."
What? Christopher kept her? No more arresting her?
“…Until the ring can be taken off”. Christopher finished the other half of the sentence.
Arianne struggled to have a glimmer of hope that was extinguished, knowing immediately that this demon Christopher was not good, it turned out to be because of the ring on her hand.
"Do I have to wait until I get the ring down, will I be taken to that place?" She glanced at him.
Christopher shook his head: "No, as long as you obediently cooperate, when you get the ring, you will be free."
"Real or fake?" The ray of hope that had just been extinguished in Arianne's heart was once again rekindled.
"You can choose not to believe."
"No, I believe it." If you don't believe it, isn't it like a glimmer of hope? So she'd rather choose to believe him.
“But… I can't take the ring off.” She said, how many professionals came yesterday and couldn't remove it, how could she?
"That's on you." Christopher finished, bent down, lifted her chin with one hand, and bent his head to kiss her lips.
"UH…". Arianne was about to instinctively refuse.
Christopher squeezed his fingers under her chin, his thin lips close to her ear: “What? Do you want to go abroad to live with them?”
No… she didn't want to!
"Or is…. Are you also afraid of me, disparaging me like them?". His kiss deepened.
Arianne did not dare to protest anymore, let him kiss, and then he coldly scoffed: "If your father sold you to me, then you are Christopher's man.
It was obvious that he was forced to buy, and spoke in such a harsh voice, although Arianne was angry inside, she did not dare to show it.
Just when she thought Christopher would pin her down on the bed, he let her go, coldly leaving.
He also didn't know why he ran back from the hospital to take a look at her, much less what the meaning of this look was.
Was it because of the dream just now?