Emily looked up and saw a sunny and handsome face. Kamron had an elegant appearance, but who would have thought that such a person was actually a master of disguise and used his hypocritical face to deceive her for so long! He even wounded Eliot!
He patted Emily's head and pointed with his chin, "The lady's room is next door."
Emily slapped off his hand and glared at him fiercely. Her eyes were burning with anger and tears appeared in her eyes.
She heard that Eliot was seriously injured and couldn’t come to see her. Elsie said that he almost died!
Kamron was a little surprised, "Hey, why are you crying? Why, I didn't do anything to you, did I? Hey, hey, don't cry. Hey, wait, I..."
Emily suddenly screamed, "Harold...!"
Kamron reached out his hand and covered her mouth, "Wait, little girl, what's wrong with you? You are the one in the wrong place. I didn't shout. How come you yell first?"
Emily was to bite his hand, and suddenly a shadow fell from the ceiling.
Harold kicked Kamron in the face and pulled Emily behind him. He turned his head and asked, "Miss Emily, are you alright?"
Emily burst into tears.
Seeing Emily's reaction and looking at the room they were in, Harold immediately understood what had happened. That bastard!
Without saying a word, he pushed Kamron to the corner and beat him to a pulp.
Kamron couldn't retaliate under Harold’s fists. He could only gasp and shout, “Wait! It's a misunderstanding! She went into the wrong bathroom! This is the men's room! Wait! Stop!"
Harold stopped and turned around, wanting to ask Emily what was going on, only to see Emily rushing over with a brick in her hand.
"Oh, man..."
Harold quickly dodged to the side.
On the other side, Kamron was beaten dirty all over. He took a deep breath and finally got up from the ground. "Let me tell you, this little girl went into the wrong place herself..."
Before he could finish speaking, a brick slapped his forehead.
Kamron looked blankly at Emily in front of him. Then, he noticed the brick in her hand and slowly patted his forehead. "Thank God. No blood...."
Before he finished his words, the blood on his forehead flowed down his eyelids and into his mouth. He licked his lips and pointed at Emily. Before he could say something, he passed out.
Through the butler's introduction, Harold was aware that Miss Emily was afraid of many things such as fighting, quarrels, places where there were few or too many people, darkness, insects, even dogs, and most of all, blood.
He immediately stood in between her and Kamron and said, "Miss Emily, it's fine. He just passed out. You don't need to be afraid."
Emily asked in a low voice, "Passed out?"
Harold turned around and checked Kamron's breath, "Yes."
Emily took the brick, walked closer, and smashed his forehead again. Then, she looked at Harold and asked with a pure gaze, "What about now?"
Harold could not say a word.
Emily left directly after hitting Kamron.
For the first time, Harold found himself not as tough as a little girl. Then he shook this idea out of his head and followed up.
There was a bloody "dead body" lying quietly at the entrance of the bathroom.