Chapter 43: Small pink-white scratches
She just looked at the woman's daughter unpleasantly and wanted to scare her, but that's all.
"Serra hasn't been with her for 18 years." Lizzie drank all the wine on the table and said guiltily: "Look at what I have done, and I forced her to apologize to others." ā
"The content in the newspaper is not true." Yolanda knelt on the ground and hugged the hem of his suit trousers, and explained at a loss: "I have guided the young lady on the right path according to Madame's request, and she herself has gone wrong." ā
"Even if she's wrong!" Liqi retracted his feet forcefully, and said angrily: "It's also that you didn't do your duty as a guide!" And you also put the fault on Serra's head and Josie taught you? ā
"No, Iā" Yulanda didn't know what to say, so she could only give Josie a look of help.
She wanted to keep her, but Lizzie was determined to fire Yulanda.
It was just a small thing, but it was leaked out of the manor and spread like it is now, and everyone except Sierra was in chaos.
As soon as she got home, she was confronted by Annahi's angry questioning.
"Serra! In the golf game that day, the ball obviously didn't hit you! It's been a few days! That diagnosis certificate is clearly a fake from you! ā
Throwing the pearl earrings on her ears into the jewelry box, Serra looked at Annahi's angry face through the mirror and said calmly, "If you hit it, you can look at my head." ā
"Don't lie to anyone! So many people saw you at that time! Annahi walked up behind her and really checked her scalp with her hands, and saw that there was really a noticeable bulge on it, and she couldn't believe it: "You deliberately hurt your head!?" ā
She didn't expect Sierra to be so cruel to herself in order to frame her mother.
Serra, who was just swollen by a marble arm, shrugged, "Even if I did it on purpose, who would help you clear things up?" ā
"My friends, and Eric." Annahi was confident, "They're going to expose you!" It's just a little argument caused by you going the wrong way, and you'd better go and apologize to Dad now! ā
The culprit who deliberately expanded a small matter and pushed it to the forefront of public opinion, his eyebrows and eyes were crooked, and he smiled innocently.
"I'm not going to clarify, you can try to invite them to come forward."
What foolish lady dares to participate in this shit again, it is easy to ruin her reputation more than she loses, not to mention helping a mistress who is in the newspaper, they can't do it.
The only thing Serra has to deal with now is Eric and Roshill, who will see the news, and they are the two people who know how she got hurt except Mira.
"Serra! Don't go too far! "Annahi was going to cry again.
Serra stood up slowly, turned around and wiped away her half-shed tears with her fingers, "Your mother stole my mother's life, and you have occupied my position for 18 years, who is excessive?" ā
Annahi was suffocated in her heart and bit her lower lip fiercely, "I don't want to have this kind of birth either, but this is not a reason for you to do bad things and frame others." ā
Even Serra liked her pityful and pure appearance, and her tear-stained fingers were casually wiped on the hem of Annahi's skirt, and said lightly: "Then you and Mrs. Josie should move out, so that you will be innocent." ā
"Serra!" She was so choked that she could barely breathe.
Serra put down her hand, "If you can't do it, stay away from me, our well water will not interfere with the river water." ā
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The study room where Losheed was held was improvised, and all the carpets were removed, leaving the bare oak floor, and all the furniture was removed, except for a few long tables with typewriters and a pile of documents.
The water tank placed against the wall is a glass tank several times larger than the deformed show, and it is decorated with a lot of stones and flowers to try to create a comfortable environment for the creatures inside to be in the ocean.
Serra saw only a black fan-shaped tail peeking out of the dense aquatic grass, and the upper half of the mermaid's body was hidden in the aquatic weed, and its silver hair was entangled with the green grass.
She walked to the tank and found a lot of fish and chips and dead fish sinking to the bottom, as well as a small bucket of fish next to the tank.
It looks like Losheed hasn't eaten much in the past two days.
Serra picked up the bucket and climbed up the ladder next to the top of the tank, where there was a locked fence door with the key still in the latch, and opened with a slight turn.
She cautiously sat down next to the edge of the tank, patted the top of the tank, and called him softly, "Lossyd." ā
Hearing the familiar call, the almost immovable pile of water and grass suddenly danced wildly with the mermaid's activity.
His black fan-shaped tail arched against the bottom of the box, and his whole body rushed out of the haystack like a sharp arrow.
Serra felt a flash of silver in front of her, and as soon as something burst out of the water and through the fence gate, her waist was hugged by a pair of hands.
"Poof!"
Her center of gravity was unstable, and she was directly dragged into the water tank by her cold hands with webbed waists.
The cold sea water instantly disappeared above her head, and the feeling of suffocation followed, and she subconsciously struggled to raise her neck to rise to the surface, but her lips were blocked by Lossid.
The moment she needed oxygen, he sent air filled with the smell of seawater into her mouth.
It wasn't the first time they'd kissed underwater, and Serra wrapped her arms around his neck tightly, her warm body adjusting to the water fairly quickly.
She opened her eyes in the water, and after a few seconds of blurred retina, she saw the mermaid with small bubbles sticking to its face close at hand.
His fishtail squeezed into her room, crushing her whole body against the glass wall of the tank, and the wide black skirt bloomed in the water, wrapping his tail and floating upward.
It's an awkward position, what if those two researchers come in.
Sierra put her arms around Lossid's neck with one hand and pressed the hem of her skirt with the other, and bit him down heavily on the lip.
'Go up. She puffed out silently.
Lossid licked where she had bitten her, and then hugged her waist tightly and surfaced with her.
"Whew."
With her head above the water, and her chest still under heavy water pressure, Serra adjusted her breathing a few times to ease up, and scratched the mermaid's neck angrily with her fingers, "Lossyd! You've made my clothes wet! ā
The girl's pink nails scratched the gills of the mermaid's neck, causing him to let out a shallow moan before he could speak, and his head hung down and pressed it against her cheek.
The animally clingy behavior and strange sound, Serra's hand stopped, and she realized that she had scratched something that she shouldn't have scratched.
Her wet fingertips ripped through his long silver hair stuck to his neck and collarbone, and three small pink and white scratches on his pale neck were shrinking inconspicuously.
She's just caught this.