I'm rubbing the masked knight in the United States

Chapter 338 Frost Changes (4)

2 points in the early hours.

Standing outside the waiting room of the private hospital, Emma looked sadly through the glass and looked at the scenery outside the window. A cold snap suddenly blew through the brightly lit joints.

It's a nightmare.

"Emma." Adrienne walked behind Emma in a short brown trench coat.

"What else do you want to do?" Emma asked coldly.

"Listen, I didn't expect things to get to this point, completely out of control, I never wished this to happen, I, I'm sorry..."

Don't know if she's lying, but Emma doesn't care that "there's nothing to talk about between the two of us."

"I've already apologized, but don't try to accuse me..."

"Tap, tap" Someone walked into the waiting room with heavy and hurried footsteps, and everyone turned their heads.

"Dad." The most irrelevant, and Corlydia, who was in the mood to blow gum, waved.

After Winston came in, he didn't ask if Christan was safe, or how his son would react in the future, but asked.

"Who found him."

"It's me." Emma felt that Winston's tone was wrong.

"Did you call an ambulance?"

"still me."

"Then why don't you just call the talk show host?" Winston sneered.

Someone pushed open the door, interrupting the conversation between the two, and the attending physician walked in, "Mr. Frost, Mrs., your son's condition has stabilized, but..."

Winston interrupted the attending physician. "I want to speak to the Director, now."

"First things first, sir..."

"It's important to save it first, idiot." Winston sneered when he saw the serious unbearableness of the attending physician, "Why, are you going to tell my son that his brain has been damaged in a large area?
He should have known the risk when he put his head in the noose, and he made a choice, a cowardly, uninteresting choice, but a choice nonetheless.

But my overzealous daughter screwed everything up and she made it all public!Now you know my predicament, right?
Stop talking nonsense, feel like calling your boss and let's fix this before it hits the headlines tomorrow! "

"Maybe we should go see Christian, dear?" Hazel couldn't stand Winston's cold attitude of ignoring his son's life for his company, for his money, and took the initiative to speak out.

"I said no, my dear." Winston cast a sidelong glance at Hazel.

"Bastard, it's all because of you that Christan did this! It's all your fault! You caused him to commit suicide! It's all your fault! But you don't even have any regrets now!
I hate you! "

Emma gritted her teeth and vented her dissatisfaction with Winston without any scruples.

Winston gave Emma a cold look, ignored her, and turned to leave.
"I said, call your dean, don't ask me to repeat it."

-

The next day, noon.

Because of Christian's psychological problems after suicide, Emma stopped school classes.

In order to tell everyone that his son is fine, Winston took the initiative to hold a banquet in the manor.

Today, many people will come to the manor to decorate.

"Mrs. Frost, this classical style Roesler grand piano will perfectly make your living room have a classical art atmosphere, European style, trust me, I will make it the most suitable atmosphere for parties."

Emma turned around and found that there was nothing she could do, so she spread her hands helplessly and turned to go back to the bedroom.

As soon as she left, Adrienne chased after her, "What the hell are you doing, Emma, ​​why are you so interested in this reception all of a sudden?"

"Do you want to know the answer to this question very much, Adrienne?" Emma stopped suddenly. "Perhaps you are thinking, 'Is she doing this to regain her father's admiration?'

But am I here because of this, but is this why you are here?isn't it? "

The corner of Emma's mouth curled up, she was frightened.

Adrienne was afraid that she would replace him and become the heir to the company.

"How about it?" Adrienne admitted bluntly, leaning against the wall
"I redeemed my mistakes, but unlike some people, it's not too late for me to repair those damaged relationships. Don't be jealous of me because I have a good relationship with Dad, Emma."

"You are different. You are trying to prove your loyalty now. It is too late. Think about it. If you continue to resist and oppose every absolute thing he does, I don't think you will ever get a similar opportunity."

His every decision?Does it mean that he wasted his youth?Does it mean that he reported Christian and nearly killed him?The rebellion in Emma's heart was easily hooked out
"Don't you have it too? I don't want to try to please him! I just want to help a bunch of mothers."

"You'd better know that Mom really doesn't need other people to help." Adrienne relaxed.

"What do you mean by that?"

"I mean, have you seen the cabinet where Mom keeps her medicine?"

-

I shouldn't have believed her, there was always some trap in her words.

Obviously thinking this way, Emma still came to the cabinet where Heizier put the medicine. She felt like a thief, so she looked around vigilantly, and opened the cabinet after making sure that there was no one there.

The full amount of psychotropic drugs reminded Emma of her mother's recent mental state.

not quite right...

Something is not quite right.

Things aren't quite right at home lately.

Too many things have happened, and too many subjective wishes have affected Emma's judgment. She needs someone who can discuss with herself.

With this in mind, Emma came to Christan's room, opened the door and entered.

"You~ good~ ah"

Seeing someone coming in, Christan greeted with a smile, but his eyes were loose and his tone was ecstatic.

"Christian, what's wrong with you!" Emma ran over in a hurry and asked.

"I'm~very~good~ah~, why do you ask that?" Kristan swayed.

"Because you speak so strangely, you can't even walk steadily!"

"You always like to teach others so much, well, you won, I confess." Christan opened his own drawer, revealing the needle tube and white powder inside.

No! !Emma yelled in her heart, no, he shouldn't be like this, he can't be like this!
"Come on, Emma, ​​don't look at me like I've made some terrible mistake, huh?" Kristen slipped and fell back on the bed.

"Huh? I'm flying, the sky, grassland, painting, I'm in a book, I'm in a novel, Emma."

After all, Christian was overwhelmed and was crushed by Winston's arbitrariness...

Emma shed tears in the corners of her eyes.

(End of this chapter)