Chapter 208

Aus stood at the window. The night was very deep. There was no star light in the dark night sky. Occasionally, a bunch of lamp caps crossed the night sky, leaving a strange glow in the dark green light.

In the bathroom, Grammy on the floor was soaked, her curly hair was dripping wet, her beautiful eyes were empty, and her tears were rolling.

He likes women with black eyes.

Even if the woman was married, he never thought of giving up.

Moros opened the door of the bathroom and his eyes narrowed. "If you want to die, go back to glen and don't die in my dirty place."

Grammy bit her index finger and cried tremblingly. She wanted to stand up and go back and forth. She wanted to die in front of her parents' grave, but she didn't have any strength.

"Grammy? Grammy?" Moros kicked Grammy, who was stunned on the floor. Seeing that she didn't respond at all, she snorted, "if I knew you were pretending to be dizzy, I wouldn't let you go. I absolutely don't allow anyone to deceive me and betray me..."

Moros was broken, held Graeme in his arms, left the study and went back to Graeme's own bedroom.

"Still awake?" Moros could not think of any reason to make the woman faint in such a short time. Is it because of what just happened in the study? Although it was her first time, he assured me that he had been merciful.

The thumb crossed the corner of Grammy's mouth, the palm was close to her cheek, and a chill spread through his skin. Moros moved her lips. She must have just waded on the floor in her wet clothes and caught a cold.

Damn it, he still lets her wear wet clothes now.

The bathtub was filled with hot water, and Grammy's delicate facial features twisted into a ball after being put into the hot water.

"Is it hard? Fool, you have a cold. I tell you, I won't let you die in my Moore family. Yes, I just don't want others to think that I aus can't even protect a friend's orphan. I want you to live, live well, I want to be angry with greery, and I want others to believe that I am a reliable person..."

Moros squatted by the bathtub and kept talking, talking, talking very cold, very harsh words. Maybe he didn't notice that tonight was the night he talked to women the most in his life.

Grammy was put into bed and her face was no longer so ugly. Moros fed her some cold pills and sat by the bed, staring at the closed face with ice blue eyes.

"The more a woman wants something, the less I will give her. No one can deceive me, Moros, and no one can use me. Hum, what? Scared? Regretted? Is it painful to get nothing at last? If you dare to have other ideas, I will make you more painful..."

"Can you be quiet for a while?" Grammy suddenly opened her eyes and said.

"Yes." Moros readily agreed. After agreeing, he froze and looked at Grammy, who closed his eyes and rested strangely, "Hey, you dare to think I'm noisy. Do you know that you stabbed me with a pen and I haven't settled with you yet, and you dare to order me..."

Speaking of the injury, Moros remembered this time that he had not treated the wound. Light blood stained on the white bathrobe, like a newly opened rose.

Moros angrily grabbed the air around Graeme. "Keep this account and count it slowly."

Grammy turned her head to one side and her hot heart cooled bit by bit.

Black eyes, black eyes

……

Early in the morning, the breeze with the fragrance of flowers outside the window blew the broken flower curtains, and several birds stopped on the railing of the window and chirped.

Grammy stayed up all night. Her eyes were red and swollen. The maid knocked on the door and brought her a light and delicious breakfast.

"Good morning, Miss Grammy. This is the breakfast that the boss asked us to prepare for you. I heard you have a cold. Here are the pills prescribed by the doctor."

"Thank you." Grammy leaned back on her pillow and looked at the bird parked on the railing with blue eyes.

"Then I'll go out first." The maid left the room.

The room was very quiet. The bird on the windowsill jumped boldly on the desk and then on the cabinet. When it jumped down again, it just landed next to Grammy's breakfast.

Grammy smiled. "If you like it, eat it."

The bird pecked at the cheese cake on the plate, obviously attracted by the delicious cake on the plate.

"Knock knock." The door of the room was knocked again, and Kalu came in.

"I heard you were ill." Kalu asked with concern.

Grammy lifted her jaw and looked at Kalu. For the coffee last night, she had guessed that it was karu's hands and feet, but... "Why did you do this?"

Kalu knew that Graeme was asking about last night, and he didn't intend to sophistry and hide it. "I'm sorry to have made you suffer. I meant to make you the mistress of our Moore family, miss."

Grammy smiled bitterly and reluctantly, "there are too many women who have experienced such things with him. Who have you seen him love and respect? Consultant Kalu..."

Grammy lifted the quilt, got out of bed, went to the side of the bed and looked at the bright sun outside. "I admit that I had a fantasy about oz. but now, I'm wondering if my fantasy should be broken."

"Miss, you shouldn't give up like a coward."

coward? But

Graeme suddenly looked back at Kalu. "What else do you want me to do? She has no affection for me. He thinks I am willing to seduce him in order to use him to recapture Graeme. I am not, my mind is not so dirty!"

Kalu took a breath. Unexpectedly, the despicable means he used made Grammy bear the black pot. "I'll explain it to my master."

"No need." Grammy swallowed with heartache. He never believed in any woman. He didn't believe in her. What's the use of explaining, "Aus, he has someone he likes in his heart."

Kalu lowered his head. "Do you know?"

"The woman's husband came to Oz last night."

Kalu suddenly realized that no wonder the master looked at their faces in the morning.

"Karu, can you tell me about the woman who took Oswald's heart?" Grammy stared at Kalu, but Kalu's eyes fell to another place.

Graeme also looked down Kalu's line of sight. On the table, next to the half eaten cheese cake in the tray, the hemp black bird waded there motionless.

"It's dead." Kalu said with shock.

Grammy couldn't believe what her eyes saw. "Don't tell me the cake is poisonous! Don't tell me, someone wants to kill me!"

"Calm down, miss! I'll thoroughly investigate this matter." Kalu comforted Graeme. He wanted to see who dared to poison here. "I'll go out first. You wait here for my news."

Kalu left the room. Graeme looked at the body of the bird on the table. A strong black shadow enveloped her, making her fear, depression and even suffocation.

Knowing that Jin Xuanyao was with Charlie, Moros was going to find someone early in the morning. The black car arrived at Charlie's villa in a few minutes and suddenly received a call from Kalu.

"I'll wait until I come back." He just wants to see Jin Xuanyao soon.

"Boss, Miss Grammy was killed."

"Stop -" mooros roared, and the black car suddenly braked and stopped steadily on the road.

Kalu on the other side of the phone was slightly relieved to hear the sound of the car braking on the road. The boss still cares about Miss Grammy very much.

"Make it clear, what's going on?" Asked oz loudly into the phone.

"A servant sent Miss Grammy a poisonous breakfast today..."

The car turned and sped by on the road, and the fallen leaves rolled up by the wheels fluttered in the air.

Grammy, don't you still want to use me to help you get Grammy back? If you dare to die, I'll let you watch Gleason show off!

Grammy, you stabbed my account. We haven't calculated yet. If you dare to die, I'll make you restless even if I pick up the coffin!

"Drive faster!" Moros shouted impatiently at the driver in front.

I don't know why, since Grammy stayed in the Moore family, his character began to become irritable.

Moros remembered that he had not been like this before.

What changed him.

……

With Kalu's status and IQ in the Moore family, the poisoner was soon found out. After being subdued, he knelt in the hall. At the same time, the maid and servant in the villa stood around the hall.

Grammy, dressed in a long light blue dress, stood on the corridor, looking down at her murderer. She really couldn't think of where she had offended a woman kneeling on the ground.

"Why did you poison Miss Grammy, Philly?" Karu began questioning Phyllis.

Philly is pretty. Her delicate makeup perfectly shows her amorous feelings and enchanting. She raised her head without guilt and looked at Grammy, "because I hate her and don't want her to stay with Moore or the boss. I'll kill her and never suffer."

Grammy frowned slightly. She was just a person who lived under the fence of others. Whoever provoked him had to kill her.

Kalu was angry. He had long despised this self righteous woman and thought he could become the mistress of the Moore family after spending a few nights with the boss.

"Miss Grammy's father and boss are friends. What qualifications do you have not to welcome Miss Grammy?"

"I'm not qualified?" Feili suddenly stood up and stared at Kalu fiercely. "I've been serving the boss for a while. I'm sharing my worries for the boss. Maybe I'll be your mistress one day in the future. What's she?"

Feili reached out and pointed to Graeme, gnashing her teeth, "when she came, she used magic to seduce the boss. Unexpectedly, she wanted to shake the boss's heart!"

For the accusation of Philly, Grammy raised her mouth sadly. If she could shake the man's heart, she would not have been humiliated last night. "Philly, although I love that man, I never wanted that man to love me too."

"Hum, if you didn't take medicine, would the boss want you? You shameless woman got the boss by such a mean means. I tell you, the boss is mine. When he comes back, I'll let him kill you and kill you, a witch..."

"Bang -" there was a gunshot in the empty hall.

The roaring Philly's hands were frozen in the air. When she turned to look at the man who shot her, her eyes were bigger than a brass bell.