Chapter 1852 - 370: So Mesmerized?

Eric looked at Crystal in shock.

"You can rest assured that these small cuts will not affect the child's physical health. And it won't affect your revenge on Nathan!" Crystal said happily, her jaw suddenly strangled.

Eric clutched her jaw tightly. "I thought you were a strong woman, but you're just so vulnerable."

"That's right. I'm vulnerable. Didn't you know that?"

That was why Eric asked the servant to put the blades away.

Just now, it was also the servant who heard that Crystal was looking for the blade, so she rushed to find Eric immediately.

Looking at the sweat on his forehead, the way he was out of breath, still breathing heavily, Crystal smiled.

What did he care about?

"Give me the blade." Eric grabbed her by the wrist.

Crystal squeezed it tightly and refused.

"Crystal!" He growled.

"Shouldn't you feel good to see me so ill? Getting even with Nathan and not making me feel good…."

Eric's eyes darkened, and he grabbed the blade from her hand.

It was sharp as it had been; it was only a slight stroke, and blood was dripping from the palm of his hand.

Crystal shivered and let go of her hand. The blade fell to the ground.

Eric bent down to pick it up the first time, threw it into the trash can, and immediately let the servant come in to clean it up.

Crystal smiled at his nervous look.

"It's only a skin wound. How can you be so nervous?"

Her hand had been involuntarily pulled onto the sink. Eric turned on the tap to rinse the blood off.

Eric ripped the bandage off her arm. He didn't suspect at first, but he didn't understand why she kept the band-aid on her arm.

Later he remembered that the band-aid had been on her ever since she had been rescued from the manor.

Later, he became wary, so he sent a servant to keep Crystal close to him 24 hours a day and put away all the sharp blades.

Two nights earlier, she had left the house with Nancy.

The guard reported him at once. Eric caught up with him for the first time, but he got off the road. When he got there, it was already too late.

Eric's eyes were dim. He said suddenly, "Do you want to see Carlos?"

Crystal gave a shock at him.

"Would you like to see him now?"

Crystal was stiff. "What have you done to him?"

"Why do you think I am like that? He just cries when he hears your name."

"No way."

"There are ways to make him cry, aren't there?" Eric's handsome face lifted an evil smile.

Crystal narrowed her eyes and finally realized that he was only threatening her.

"Why do you have to do this?"

Eric took her hand and looked lovingly at her wound. "I don't want anything from you. I only want you to take good care of yourself. I will naturally love you all."

Crystal didn't say anything.

"Your family, your friends, and your old lovers."

Crystal's eyes flashed, and she stared at him.

"If I love you, I will love all of you, and they are part of you." He smiled.

Crystal turned away coldly and said nothing.

He said he loved her. Of course, she didn't take his words seriously.

And she was disgusted that he had said it in a threatening, frivolous way.

His voice rang over her head. "Do you hear me?"

"Yes. I will take care of myself." 

"Good girl." He held out his tail fingers with satisfaction and hooked hers. "Don't forget, this is our mutual love agreement."

In the depths of Crystal's eyes burned the fiercest flames, and the hatred grew unbridled. Had it not been for Carlos's uncured illness, she would have loved to let the devil man die and drag him into the darkest hell of pain.

Crystal's chest was stuffy, as if there was an explosion in her ear!

The flames all over the sky engulfed her and Eric, completely igniting the flames of hatred in her eyes.

So she couldn't see the tenderness that filled Eric's eyes as he stared down at her. 

After that, Crystal became calmer and calmer.

She had a bad appetite these days. She would almost throw up if she ate anything, especially greasy food.

Eric asked his servant to make porridge for her, along with boiled vegetables.

Crystal sat alone in the huge dining room, eating porridge quietly. Nancy wasn't there. She was kind of alone with Eric in the room. 

She would often stare at the porridge until the bowl of porridge slowly cools, only to find that she did not eat a bite.

Sometimes she would stare at her phone, but the screen was always black. The servants didn't know what she was looking at.

When Nancy had not been taken away by Paul, she would come to see her from time to time and ask endless questions, which helped to divert her attention. But now the days are lonely. It seemed to her that the seconds passed so slowly.

So in a trance, her head could be blank for a whole day. She couldn't hear anyone speaking.

Sometimes she looked in the mirror and brushed her hair for a whole day.

Crystal lifted her fringe to reveal the burn on her forehead. She stared at it, and before she knew it, tears came to her eyes.

She no longer dared to face the mirror but went out into the yard and sat on the swing in the sun.

Eric was coming down the stairs when he saw her staring at her own shadow.

She didn't even know when he came up to her.

The servant could only whisper to her, "Miss Smith, Master arrived."

Crystal couldn't hear, watching her shadow gently dangling along with the swing.

Eric suddenly stood in front of her and stepped on her shadow. She looked up.

"What are you thinking about? So mesmerized?"

Her eyes had lost their usual look, and she was more like a doll without a soul.

Eric was not used to her being so sluggish. She used to drive him crazy with her quick tongue. Now he wanted her to hit him or scold him.

But after that night, she was horribly quiet, like a walking corpse.

"If you're not happy, tell me." Eric froze her: "Don't be bored by yourself."

"I want to see Nancy."

"You'll see her soon."

"Don't you have a lot of power? Why do you put it off again and again? Is it because you can't?"

Eric raised his eyebrows. Of course, he could get Nancy back right away, but the time hadn't come yet.

He half crouched down and looked her in the eyes.

"I promise I'll get Nancy back to you safe and sound. Trust me, my dear." 

Crystal looked at him coldly, cold to assimilate the sunshine.

"You depend on her?" Eric lifted his lips. 

Nancy was vaguely opinionated and liked to clingy to Crystal all day.

But he could see that Crystal, who looked powerful, was really more dependent on Nancy than anyone else.

As if her mind was being read, Crystal snapped her hand away and looked away.

"In your heart, do you trust Nancy more?" Eric felt that he couldn't match her friends no matter how much he did.

"Because I trusted that Nancy would never leave me, never betray me, never threaten me." 

"Crystal, I didn't realize you were such a coward not to fight for your affections!"

Crystal moved her lips and said nothing. She wanted to fight for it, but it was not Eric's feelings she wanted to fight for. And, besides, she did not believe him to have any real feelings for her. Where was this fight to begin?

In her opinion, she needed Nancy more now and needed her to keep talking to distract her.

On the other hand, Eric would only suffocate her, make her live in the memory of the past, and remind her of Nathan all the time.

Nathan was the guy she tried to forget but couldn't get him out of her soul.