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Margaret, who had changed her line, walked down the street in the port area, and when she saw that the people around her were completely ignoring her, her heart suddenly hummed happily.

As she walked, she suddenly smelled the smell of burnt food in the air, and pulled the maid next to her and ran towards the roadside stall in the distance.

"Gina, look, there's a charcoal-grilled hairtail fish over there, let's try it. ”

The driver, who had changed into old clothes next to him, looked around solemnly.

When he skimmed the dark shadow on the roof, where the light did not shine, his heart relaxed a little.

The people from the seventh department have already followed, and the port area is safe for the time being.

Margaret held the grilled hairtail in her hand and continued to walk forward.

Although the people around her are not very clean, and there is some sewage and garbage on the ground, but I don't know what's going on, when she walks on this street, her heart can't help but be happy.

The port area is always so noisy, everyone is struggling in their own lives, large and small ships come and go, many steam ships stop on the shore to load and unload goods, and the laborers of the strong are sweating and carrying goods.

Gina, the maid, covered her nose and dodged the sailors who were smoking cigarettes next to her. "Miss, do you really like to come here? I heard that there are some new dramas in the Tuna Theater, why don't we go and see them?"

Margaret shook her head, "That kind of drama is not interesting, it's just that men and women finally come together after thousands of obstacles, and the new drama is nothing more than the male and female protagonists changing their skins, how can there be such a good thing in reality." ”

She walked down the street. If you see anything delicious and fun along the way, you have to try it yourself.

As the smell around became a little unpleasant, the streets began to slowly narrow, and some madmen began to appear on the corners of the streets.

Looking at the filthy madmen, Margaret sighed slightly. She knew that these people couldn't help themselves, even if they were sent to an insane asylum, or it wouldn't be long before another group of madmen would come out of nowhere.

They don't know when they're coming or disappearing.

Margaret walked past them and walked on. Not far further on, the very edge of the port area.

There was no one else by the sea except for a dilapidated hut and a little boy eating food at the door.

Margaret walked over curiously. "Hello, look at the way you taste delicious, what are you eating?"

The boy vigilantly hid the black bread holding the omelette in his hand, hid in the house, and quickly closed the door.

Margaret felt amused, she was just saying hello, was she still afraid that she would not be able to grab the food?

Seeing that she couldn't talk, Margaret took two quick steps to the shore next to her and looked at the dark sea in front of her.

"Miss, it's getting late, we must go back now. The strong man who was the driver and bodyguard looked warily at the dark sea.

He had a way to deal with the people on the road, but if something popped out of the water, he really couldn't handle it.

Margaret looked at the sea quietly for a moment, then turned to the way she came. "After a while, it's much better than watching a drama and drinking afternoon tea, let's go back." ”

Margaret walked past the madmen into the bustling street.

"Anna, you wait for me for a while, let me finish this game. ”

The girl's heart fluttered, and she immediately turned to look in the direction of the madmen. She didn't understand the language just now, but the voice felt familiar to her.

"Miss, what's the matter?" asked Gina, the head maid, curiously.

Margaret's gaze swept over the filthy crowd, but she found nothing, and finally she hesitated, "Nothing...... Let's go back. ”

The three of them walked through the noisy streets, and returned to the islanders' residential area again, and with a "bump", the car door was closed, and Margaret in the car frowned slightly and thought about something.

The wheels began to move, heading towards the Governor from the exit of the port area.

But just as the car had just traveled far, an anxious voice sounded in the car. "Stop, stop!!"

The screeching sound of brakes sounded, and Margaret, who looked nervous, quickly pushed the car door and ran towards the port area.

Just as she was hurrying back, she suddenly broke under her feet, and the white heels on her feet broke.

Ignoring the dirty ground, Margaret Lisso took off her shoes and rushed forward quickly in a pair of stockings.

"Miss, whatever you are going to do now, please tell me, and I will do everything possible to help you. The driver who came over said nervously as he ran that it was the first time he had seen the young lady so anxious.

Margaret ignored the driver's voice, and when she saw the gathering place of the madman in the distance, she increased her pace and rushed out quickly.

She rushed in like crazy, her gaze quickly swept over their faces, dirty, dull faces filtering in front of her, but she didn't find the face that made her long.

"Lily, press here, press it to turn it on. A familiar voice suddenly sounded, and Margaret quickly turned around to see the madman who made the sound.

It was a madman standing in a ditch, holding a rotting rat in his hand, and muttering something that no one else could understand.

Trembling, Margaret wiped the dirt from the madman's face with her hands, and when she saw the familiar scar, she finally couldn't hold it anymore, and fell into Charles's arms and wept bitterly.

In the governor's palace, the white bathtub was quickly smeared by the pitch-black mud, and then quickly washed away by the warm water.

Her eyes were a little red, and Margaret took her face towel and gently wiped it on Charles's face.

My own lady didn't let herself help and bathed this madman herself?!

The head maid on the side couldn't close her mouth in surprise, but she knew that her young lady had always instinctively avoided men, and now she actually had such an attitude towards such a madman, what is the origin of this person? ?

Charles's cleansed face appeared in front of Margaret, his beard, messy hair, haggard face, and black lines that spread from his neck to his face, compared to three years ago.

Margaret ran her hand across the scar on his mouth, and her eyes couldn't help but glow with white mist.

How much pain has the other party endured over the years, and why has it become like this. "Mr. Charles, do you remember me? I'm Margaret. ”

Charles's eyes were demented, and his gaze did not stay in front of the girl.

Margaret hung her head, and a different feeling of pain, worry, anxiety, and heartache came over her.

"Ahh "Gina, what's wrong?"

"Miss, look at his severed shoulder!" said Gina's maid's voice with a hint of horror.

Margaret looked sideways and found that the wounds on Charles's severed arm had been covered with dense white insect repellents, and they were constantly wriggling, burrowing into the blood.

"Mr. Charles, you wait for me, I'll go find you a doctor. Margaret panicked and walked outside the bathroom.

But she pushed the door open, and as soon as she turned, she hit a strong bore.

She looked up and saw that it was her brother,

"Where are you going?" said Jack, looking at his sister with a calm expression.

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