After kicking out my ex-husband, his brother and I got back together.

After doing all this, Hill turned around and put the lamp back on the bedside table. The concave side was hidden by her inside.

Fokker's blood instantly dyed the gaps between the glass shards red.

His forehead, cheeks, and bridge of nose were all scratched by falling glass, and his bare hands and feet were covered with scars. In comparison, the holes on his neck, although they were still bleeding, didn't look that bad. Conspicuous.

Hill walked slowly to the bathroom, and two tears fell instantly. In the eyes of Fok, who hated but could not speak, she slowly knelt down.

"Father! Someone is coming! Someone is coming quickly!"

Hearing a loud noise in the basement, followed by Hill's loud call, the servants all rushed to the basement.

Folk kept coughing up blood, but could not say a word. Within five minutes, half of the blood in his body had already flowed out.

When the servants arrived in front of the two of them, they were shocked. Hill's pajamas were soaked, and she was kneeling aside with a desperate expression.

What was even more shocking was the naked Focker lying in the bathroom.

"Call the doctor! Call the doctor!"

Hill stared at Fok, turned his back to the servant and shouted hysterically, but there was no trace of panic in his eyes, but full of indifference.

Folk struggled to raise his finger to point at Hill and speak, but the blood in his body was still flowing out, and he had no strength at all.

"Father, father!"

Hill wanted to step forward, but was stopped by the servant.

"Miss, this piece of glass is hurtful. Let us come and rescue the master right now."

……

After more than ten minutes, Fok was lying on the bed in the basement with his whole body cold. The servants found gauze to stop his bleeding.

But even after wrapping his neck, the other wounds on his body were still bleeding and couldn't be stopped.

At this time, Fok was already in shock, and the servant pressed the button on him, but there was no response.

Hill was soaked all over and sat in front of the bed, shielding the servants.

"It's useless, don't mess with him."

The servants dispersed, and soon the doctor came anxiously.

He half-knelt beside the bed and took out his stethoscope to diagnose and treat Foker. The nurse next to him quickly opened the blood bag and was about to transfuse Foker, but was stopped by the doctor.

"no need."

The nurse's movements froze.

"The master has... gone."

Fok's face was pale, and there was no trace of blood on his usually red lips.

he died.

Hill stood up and the servant put the blanket on her body. Her tears were still flowing.

"Did the bathroom glass suddenly burst by itself?"

Hill, now numb, nodded with hollow eyes.

"I was reading a book when I suddenly heard a loud noise in the bathroom. I ran over and found my father buried in a pile of glass. His throat was cut and he could no longer speak."

The servants all shed tears. Only the doctor, who had been following Fogg, turned to look at Hill with doubtful eyes.

But he didn't say anything, he just sighed, took out the white silk cloth from the medical kit, and covered Fok's face.

"My condolences, Miss."

Hill nodded and was supported by a group of servants and walked out of the basement.

At this time, she walked out of the basement for the first time in the month she had been locked up here.

The servant helped her back to her room upstairs. She changed into a long black dress, tied a black bow on her head, and went downstairs.

The funeral home's car had parked outside the door, and when she was about to get in the car, the doctor looked at her again.

Folk's funeral was held three days later. As Folk's daughter, Hill presided over his funeral as expected and took over all his property.

Overnight, all the Fogg family's property changed hands.

Hill held this funeral in a very low-key manner, and many guests were declined.

Returning to the villa after the funeral, Fock's doctor walked up to Hill.

"Miss, the master is gone, but I am his doctor. Logically speaking, I should continue to be with you."

Hill sat in the hall with his legs crossed and a glass of hot water in his hand. "Well, Doctor He, how many years have you been with my dad?"

"11."

"Oh……"

Hill nodded and said no more.

The doctor looked at Hill's calm look and frowned.

"Miss, don't you have anything to say to me?"

Hill frowned and thought seriously for a while.

"Hmm... No, but I should be the one to say this."

She put down the water glass in her hand and looked at the doctor.

"In the past few days, you have been looking for opportunities to get close to me, but you have not said what you want to do, which makes me very distressed."

The doctor's thoughts were read, and a trace of panic flashed in his eyes, but he quickly regained his composure.

"I have something to ask Miss, but..."

"Just what?"

Hill looked directly into the doctor's eyes.

The doctor pursed his lips and asked.

"Is the master's death really an accident?"

As soon as he said this, his eyes were fixed on his face, and then he smiled.

"Ha, is there anything else to say? Didn't you check it yourself? The glass in the bathroom suddenly exploded due to heat. This is something none of us expected."

"When the glass explodes, a large piece of it will not fall off, just puncturing a hole in the master's throat."

The doctor said bluntly.

"Miss, I believe you know better than me how the master died. I just want to advise the lady not to do this kind of thing again in the future."

Hill raised her head, trying hard to find some emotion in the doctor's eyes. She couldn't understand why this doctor, who kept silent to save his life, had to come and tell her all this.

"Dr. He, you have crossed the line. My father is gone. I am sadder than anyone else. He has raised me for ten years. I respect him more than anyone else."

The doctor wanted to say something else, but Hill threw a pregnancy test stick on the coffee table and stood up.

"I'm tired now and want to take a rest. If there's anything else, I'll talk about it later."

She went upstairs without looking at the doctor again. The doctor looked at the two lines on the pregnancy test panel on the table, breathed a sigh of relief, and put the thing in his pocket.

That night, Hill didn't sleep. She touched her belly and sat expressionlessly on the edge of the bed.

"Tell me, who has a bad stomach and insists on coming to my place. You know very well that I will never leave any trace of him."

The crow flew past the window and stood on the top of the tree branch, screaming miserably.

One month after Fok's death, Hill took over all the company's properties. Just when the shareholders thought that Hill was going to take over the management of the company on behalf of her father, she took 60.00% of her shares and took over the company directly. Transferred to the other party.

When the shareholders heard about her decision, they gathered together to attack Hill. Hill looked at the people in front of her and pointed at her nose and scolded her, but she smiled.

"Everyone, it's useless to struggle any longer."

She said she wouldn't keep anything from Verk.

Hill gave up all of Folk's hard work for so many years, got a lot of money, and established a company of his own.

Folk's manor, villa, company, his sports car, maids, and employees were all fired and sent away one by one by Hill.

"Everyone takes their lives so seriously and wants everything, but in the end, they get nothing."

Hill stood in his new office, stroking his desk with a smile on his face.

Suddenly, the new assistant knocked on her office door.

"President, a gentleman named He came to see you and said there is something urgent."

Hill sighed softly.

"If you let him go, he won't leave. He will rush to find death."

She sat on her office chair and raised her hands.

"Let him in."