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(Secret trouble)

The Lu Family in D country

Emily groggily opened her eyes and found herself lying in a big bed. Dazed, she looked around and found that she was in her room. She tried to get up, but found that she had not strength to carry her own body up. Slightly panicked, she looked around her.

She realized that there was someone standing beside the bed. She looked up and immediately recognized the man who was looking down on her. Rage fired in her eyes. Her voice croaked as she shouted, "Sean, what the hell are you doing?"

She exerted as much strength as she can to turn around and look at Sean directly. Emily suddenly worried and wondered what was in the injection Sean gave her.

"Calm down, Emily! I will not hurt you." His eyes was full of love and affection. He reached out his hand to stroke her face as he continued, "Please, trust me with your heart."

Emily tried to dodge his hand, but she found it hard to move even just a little. She weakly said, "Let, let me off..."

"Let you off? Why? So you could go and see Jacob?" Sean gave her a sarcastic smile and continued, "I'm not going to indulge you like that anymore. I will never let you run away from me again. This time, I'll make sure that my plan would finally be carried out thoroughly."

"Your plan? What plan? What are you talking about?" Although she could not understand what he was talking about, her intuition told her it was something dangerous. She asked, "What are you going to do to me? What did you do to Jacob? Sean, please. You can't..."

"You know I get everything I want. As long as I want to, I could do anything."

Sean reached out his hand again. He aimed to close her eyes as he continued gently, "You will find out sooner or later. Be patient!"

He had been looking forward to the day.
And the day was getting closer.

He could not wait for his plans to finally come into place.

Sean injected some unknown drugs into Emily again. She tried to keep her eyes wide to stay awake, but her effort was in vain. The drugs marked its effects as it traveled through her body, driving Emily to sleep.

"You have nothing to worry about," Sean whispered. He pushed a few strands of hair behind her ears with his fingers. He lowered his head and gave her a kiss on her forehead. And he slowly said, "You will come back to me soon, Cloris."

There had never been an Emily in this world, only Cloris. And it would only ever be Cloris.

Beryl was standing outside. She discreetly looked inside, with her wide eyes full of doubt.

Soon, Sean saw Beryl watching. After he covered Emily with a blanket, he walked out and bent over to hold Beryl in his arms. He asked with a smile, "What are you doing here, Beryl?"

Beryl, with puzzlement and innocence in her eyes, asked, "Uncle Sean, what did you do to Mommy? What's wrong with Mommy? Why's she lying on the bed?" Her concern increased as she started talking. Obviously, she was worried about Emily very much.

Sean stroked her little head and took her downstairs in his arms. He explained to Beryl with patience and gentleness, "Mommy is sick and I was taking care of her. Do you understand?"

"But, what's wrong with her?"

"This is a secret trouble."

"Secret trouble? What's that, Uncle Sean?" Beryl didn't understand what Sean was telling her. She continued to ask with a puzzled look, "What are you talking about?"

Sean gave her a gentle look but spoke cruel words, "Beryl, your daddy doesn't want you and your mommy anymore." "What? What did you just say?" Beryl asked again because she wasn't sure if she heard it right.

Sean answered slowly, "Your mommy is sick because of your daddy. He abandoned you and your mommy after he regained his memory."

"But.. But.. No! That is impossible!"

Beryl's eyes grew wide. She yelled, "Why are you saying that, Uncle Sean? My daddy would never do such a thing! I don't believe you!"

Sean shook his head in a deep sigh, "But it's the truth, sweetheart. He left and went away already."

"No! I don't believe this. You're lying! You're lying!" Beryl, in disbelief, began to violently squirm out of his arms. She angrily exclaimed, "You are a bad guy! You're a big liar!"

Sean had to put her down but continued to gently comfort her, "Beryl, I know this is hard for you to accept. I know you must feel so sad and confused. But this is what Jacob did. That's who he is. Don't worry about it. I will be here. I will protect you and your mommy forever."

"I don't wanna listen to you. No! No!" Beryl yelled as she covered her little ears with her hands. She kept shaking her head. After she gave Sean a strong step on his foot, she ran away crying.

Looking at Beryl running away, darkness covered Sean's eyes. He barked an order to the servant standing near him, "Follow her. Make sure nothing bad happens to her."

"Yes, Mr. Sean," the servant bowed. Then he immediately chased after Beryl.

Beryl kept crying as she ran, and her sight was a blur. She stumbled on a stone. She fell down and the pain drove her yelling with tears.

"Impossible! It's impossible! Daddy will never abandon us! He will never leave me! Never!"

She muttered to herself with tears. She was still trying to convince herself.

"Miss Beryl!" The servant freaked out when he saw her fall down to the ground. With a few quick steps, he strode to her and lifted her up. "Let me take you back, Miss Beryl. Your wound needs medical help."

"No! I don't want to go back." Beryl kept struggling in his arms and yelled, "I want my daddy! I only want my daddy! Don't touch me! Stop touching me! Put me down!"

The servant didn't have the nerve to go against Sean's order, so he didn't let her go even after Beryl bit him. He comforted, "Miss Beryl, Mr. Jacob left. Your uncle was not lying about that. He would never lie to you."

"I don't believe you! You work for Uncle Sean!"

"Okay! You may not believe us, but you would believe Miss Cloris, your mommy. Right?"

"Mommy..." Beryl paused.

The servant took advantage of this, "Even if you want to see Mr. Jacob, your wound still needs to be attended. If Miss Cloris and Mr. Sean knew you got injured, you know they would get sad. Miss Beryl, let's take care of your wound first. Okay?"

Beryl became silent when she heard her mother's name, so she followed what the servant said.

The servant sighed with relief that this naughty princess finally stopped struggling.

After her wound was wrapped, Beryl came to Sean again. She talked like a little adult, "I want to see my mommy."

Sean slowly turned over a page of the book he was reading, and answered with a smile, "No, honey."

"What? Why not?" Beryl said, as she clenched her little fists. Her mind told her that Uncle Sean has changed, but she could not determine why or how.

She only knew that this Uncle Sean in front of her was now a stranger and she did not like him at all.

Sean put down the book and looked at Beryl dearly. He explained, "I told you that your mommy is sick. I don't think it's a good idea for you to go in. You might disturb her."

"That gives me more reason to see her."

"I already said no! Your visit might not be good for her rest. Like I said, you will just disturb her."

Beryl bit her lips and frowned. She was trying hard to control herself.

Sean subconsciously reached out his hand to stroke her hair, but Beryl dodged his touch. He turned grim-faced for a second, but immediately smiled.

"Beryl, you seem to have a lot of free time recently. You've enjoyed your play time, but don't forget your homework. I will arrange a family teacher for you. You will stop bothering others if you attend class."

"But... No, I..." Beryl wanted to turn him down.

Sean gave her a smile and added, "Look, if you behave well in class, your mommy will be very happy. This might help her get well. Then you can see your mommy soon, right?"



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