Another day passed, it was already midnight, and tomorrow was Saturday. If there were no accidents, she would finally be able to rest for two days.

Recently, business rights and interests disputes are like flying snow, so that she has been walking between the court and the negotiating table.

Now she is very grateful that when she established the firm, she did not rely on the power of outsiders, but used part of the inheritance left by her parents.

That was the first and last gift her biological parents left her.After years of living in a foster family, she understood that there is no such thing as a parent.No matter how indifferent they are, the blood relationship cannot be severed.

Sure enough, what you can't get and what you have already lost is the best!

Dany smiled mockingly, with deep self-loathing in her eyes.

Facing the darkest side of the world every day, she already knew that she was no longer the original self.

what is that? !

There was a dark figure on the floor in the corridor. Under the dim light of night, it looked like a person was sitting there leaning against the wall, motionless.

She approached cautiously.

Tall, he should be a man, wearing a black suit with dark patterns, casually thrown aside.

When she got closer, she noticed that this person was lying outside Hodge's door.

The light from the car outside the window at the end of the corridor flickered, and the light and shadow passed by.

Just for a moment, that familiar outline made her heart sink suddenly.

He quickly stepped forward to check his situation, and the strong smell of alcohol came to his nostrils, and he couldn't help but frown.

His eyes were closed, his brows were furrowed together, and he looked very uncomfortable.

He whispered a few times in his ear, trying to wake him up, but only got a few groans of unknown meaning.

In this life, she is 173cm tall, which is already taller than her first standard female height in her previous life.And the man in front of her was a tall American man, no matter how tall she was, it didn't mean she could get him into the house.

She resigned herself to her fate.

Taking off the high heels on his feet, he took the key from him and opened the door.

Then let his right hand go around the back of his neck, put all the weight on his shoulders, and wrap his other hand around his waist, lift him up with difficulty, and slowly move towards the bedroom.

Feeling the warmth from the close body, feeling his constant breath spraying on the side of the neck, the only thing in my heart is worry about him.

Step by step.

The heavy burden made her falter.

By the time she got to the bedroom, she was basically exhausted.

But she still carefully placed him on the bed, and moved slowly and carefully, for fear of causing him discomfort.

I don't know what happened to make him drink like this. Was it the same when he divorced Haili?

She kept asking herself in her heart.

Help him unbutton the front buttons and cuffs of his shirt, loosen his belt so he can sleep more comfortably, then wrap him with a blanket and leave the bedroom.

His briefcase was still on the ground outside the door.She could tell she admired the man who was so drunk that he was able to return home with his work.

The bag was open, and when she picked it up, she accidentally saw the name on the upper right corner of the file.

George Foye.

Put them away without hesitation.

She is very tired.

Pour yourself a glass of water, lean on his sofa weakly, press the remote control, and let the sound of the TV fill this quiet night.

She closed her eyes, letting the tranquility sweep over her body at the moment.

The nightly news is being broadcast on the TV, which is Hodge's TV, basically on the news station.

The anchor's clear voice gradually blurred in her mind, passed away, and then disappeared.

Suddenly a word jumped into her ear.

George Foye? !Boston kills! !

She opened her eyes and watched the news seriously.

"Today, Boston killer George Foyer escaped from East Woburn Prison in Massachusetts. The police manhunt has now begun. It is understood that Boston killer George Foyer has been involved in the Boston area since 1995. Killed 33 people, and the local police and the FBI captured him last night."

"According to the police, the guards found him vomiting blood and convulsing in the cell, and after he was rushed to the hospital..."

She took out the documents she had packed back just now, and began to look through them carefully.

This is not the first time she has seen those photos. At the time of the incident, she had helped Gideon research the case.

Once again, I couldn't help but feel a little scared when I looked at the photo that I was terrified of before.

This is the scar that Foye left on his body. What kind of person can be so cruel to him? !

He turned his gaze to the bedroom door.

Could it be that all this is for this murderer? !Going to drink for this?

With a heavy heart, she walked over to open the door, taking one more look at his condition before heading home.

Did not expect to see such a scene!

The tall body was curled up on the bed with his back facing him, his hands were tightly pulling the quilt, the veins on his exposed arms were bulging, and he was saying something faintly.

"Alan?!" Anxiously, he shouted out the previous address.

He rushed to his side.

It seemed that the situation was serious, he seemed to be in a nightmare, and he couldn't call it!

After trying everything she could think of to no avail, she could only sit on the edge of the bed, patted his tight body with her hands, and whispered in his ear, telling him that it was all right.

In the process, she also heard clearly what he was muttering to himself.

"It's my fault. I should agree to his deal, otherwise the people on the bus..."

She heard these words gradually, and thought of the document she just saw, and immediately understood what he was talking about.

This is the deepest wound in his heart!The fragility that never shows in front of people!

Her heart was blunt, and crystal clear tears slid down the corners of her eyes.

It dripped on his pillow and disappeared in an instant.

It's like it never existed.

The house was dark, with only the light of street lamps coming in through the window.In the dark night, one stubbornly hides his pain, while the other is heartbroken but no one can see it.

They don't want to be seen.

"It's not your fault." She kept repeating this sentence mechanically.

Tears continued, and one by one fell down along the previous trajectory one after another.

The right hand was inserted between the pillow and his neck, and the left hand that had been placed on his arm was reflexively lifted up, trying to wipe away the moisture under his eyes.

The wrist was held tightly.

She froze for a moment, and looked at the man who was still sleeping with tears in doubt.

His hand was gripping her wrist so tightly that it was impossible to break free.

It can be predicted what kind of bruising it will show tomorrow.

Dany tried to break free, but instead he held on tighter.She gasped in pain, frowning together.

"Hodge, let go."

She bowed her head and whispered in his ear.

In the already silent night, but at such a close distance, she could clearly hear the whispers in his mouth at this moment.

Dani was shocked all over, her eyes were sour, and she couldn't help feeling bitter.

What do you feel in your heart? !

She no longer dared to breathe, and tensed her body to suppress the deep cold that was coming from the sky.

"Hayley," he said.

"Hayley, don't leave me!"

She tried hard to break free from his grip.

Struggling to escape from it all.

Since the day she reunited with him, she seemed to have fallen into a beautiful dream that she didn't want anyone to wake up from. She knew it was a dream but she didn't want to wake up.

Now the reality is in this seemingly ordinary night, a slap in the face severely woke her up.

I need to leave!run away!escape!This cruel reality!

What happened next was beyond her imagination.

The clamp on her wrist was suddenly not so tight, and she relaxed in her heart.

In the next second, she was already pinned down on the bed, her shoulders were grasped by his big hands, the strength made her frown.

Hodge was hanging over her now, and with the help of the dim light outside the window, he could clearly see into his brown eyes.

His left hand came to her cheek, his thumb brushed down the remaining tear stains, and his other fingers rubbed against her chin.On her fingers were hard calluses from long-term grinding with a gun, which brought a rough touch and made her breathing messy.

He reduces the distance between them and moves closer to her.They were so close, his breath was in their breath.

The strong smell of alcohol filled her chest.

His eyes were bright, without the confusion of drunkenness.

"Hotch?!" She tentatively tried, slightly adjusting her body in an uncomfortable position.

The next moment, his warm lips touched hers.

Dany shoved his shoulder in amazement, but in vain.How could she, a weak woman, rival a well-trained FBI agent in terms of strength.

Instead, he was suppressed even deeper, he pressed his whole body on her body, the sucking on his lips intensified, and the touch from between his legs made her understand what he wanted, and made her terrified again.

The struggle in the hands became more intense.

How could you do this to me!

Tears rolled down the corners of her eyes again and disappeared into her hairline.

At this moment, Dany clearly felt the colic in her beating heart, and she had forgotten how to breathe.

A sense of suffocation swept through her body instantly.

His lips moved away from hers and down.

Those alcohol-smelling words were so straight into her heart.

"Haley, I love you."

"do not leave Me."

He whispered love words to another person in his mouth, but his body brought violent wind and waves to his own body.

No!I am that other person!

This kind of cognition causes more tears to fall, and the eyes are blurred by the tears, and it is impossible to see the person on the body, nor can I see myself clearly.

She kept struggling in vain, trying to escape from all this in embarrassment.

She regrets it!Regret my original choice, regret the initial heartbeat, regret the step I took in the corner of the court, regret all this.

No amount of remorse could help her escape from this man's net.

Is what I got in his arms today a complete redemption?Or continue to sink?

she does not know.

Dany's eyes closed in pain, letting him have his way.

Ellen, I loved you once.

now.

I hate you.

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