"I'm sorry..." Emily looked at Marta with regret in her eyes, "I can't stay..."

"Then I'll go with you." Marta suddenly calmed down.

"Marta...you don't have to do this..."

Marta said firmly, "I'll go with you! Otherwise, I won't let you go."

Emily stared into her eyes, "What about the army?"

"I'm retiring." Marta didn't have any hesitation, but her heart still hurt a bit when she said the word retirement. After all, it was her dream all along. I'm a little bit sad.

"...Marta, you don't have to do this for me." Emily's eyes were slightly red.

Marta was a little silent, and it took a long time before she said a word, "Emma asked me to take care of you."

"................."

Emily had nothing to say, she knew it was an excuse, after all, Emma had been with her before leaving, so how could she run to talk to Marta about this?But at first she did have this plan to let Marta go with her, although she thought it would not succeed...she thought...

Marta won't give up for her...

Emily suddenly realized that she seemed to owe Marta a lot, but she had no way to repay it, nor did she have the ability to repay it

Marta has been away for a while, and she probably went to tell the officer about her retirement. Emily stood there quietly, without saying a word, and it took a long time before she let out a laugh like a mockery.

"Hehehe...Marta...you are so naive...so naive..."

She smiled, but tears fell out of nowhere.

"sorry......."

On the other side, in the manor.

Emma looked at Kreacher standing in front of her with disgust in her eyes.

After all... those childhood memories are really not that good.

"Em... Ma...... I didn't expect you to be here... Uncle Kreacher misses you very much!" Kreacher trembled, subconsciously stretched out his hand to touch Touched her, but was photographed away.

Emma looked at Kreacher with a cold face, and said, "I'm not that familiar with you yet, please call me Woods, thank you."

Kreacher was anxious, "Emma, ​​did you forget something, I am Uncle Kreacher, Kreacher!"

Emma laughed at herself, and said, "I haven't forgotten, including the hurt you gave me, I haven't forgotten any of it, Uncle Kreacher~"

Kreacher turned pale, "You remember? Who told you! Was it that old woman!"

Emma was a little bored, "No one told me, please respect yourself, Mr. Kreacher."

As she spoke, she turned and left. Kreacher wanted to catch up but was stopped by the guards. He looked at Kreacher with a sympathetic expression on his face. After all, it is not a good thing to like that cold-blooded lady. He bent over , slightly respectful, "Mr. Kreacher, your room is over here."

"........." Kreacher looked at him silently, clenched his fists, but still chose to compromise, he glanced back at Emma, ​​the corners of his mouth hooked Hook, since you already know that she is here, then don't worry about it. After all, it was indeed his fault at the beginning, but who made Emma so attractive?like to

He couldn't help but want to destroy her and leave some marks on her body.

But these scars and what Jones did to her are insignificant, right?

Emma will forgive Kreacher!

Kreacher thought so.

We...have a long way to go...Little Emma.

You will be mine.

It can only be mine!

The author has something to say: it is a garden doctor, not an empty doctor, nor a social garden, trust me! ! ! !

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