After the divorce, the domineering ex-husband was slapped in the face every day

Chapter 567 Eason’s Madness

The sun sets in the west, and twilight falls.

A bus passed the crossing and drove slowly towards the center of the city.

When arriving at a commercial plaza two kilometers away from the ferry, Lin Wanru got off the bus.

A large-scale store celebration was being held here, and she was pushed around aimlessly by the crowd, swaying left and right in the crowd.

"Where is this?" Lin Wanru looked around blankly.

She clearly remembered that when she was a child, she and her sister often took the No. 19 bus to the park to fly kites, but now when she got off the bus, she could not find the familiar park in her memory.

On a stage set up not far away, a band was singing and dancing wildly. The sound was deafening. Lin Wanru covered her ears in discomfort, buried her head and struggled to squeeze out of the crowd.

She walked along the road for more than half an hour. The tall buildings around her trapped her in them, making her somewhat breathless.

She sat tiredly on the stone pillar beside her, holding the necklace in her hand and muttering to herself.

"Sister, I can't find you...can you show up quickly?"

In the peripheral vision, a shadow suddenly appeared in front of him.

Just as Lin Wanru was about to raise her head, a black bag quickly covered her face, and her eyes suddenly became dark.

Just as she was about to call for help, she felt a tap on the back of her neck. She instantly lost consciousness and fell limply.

Two men picked up Lin Wanru, held her shoulders, and took her into a silver-gray car.

Ten minutes later, the car stopped in front of a modern building.

In the afterglow of the setting sun, a magnificent plaque hangs on the waist of the building.

Fulda Medical Center.

Many customers came in and out for physical examination and recuperation, but no one noticed that there was something special about the underground floor here.

The two men quietly walked around to the back door, entered the password and got in.

All the researchers were concentrating on their duties, and no one looked at Lin Wanru, who was unconscious between the two men, in a different light.

In the innermost office, a man in a white shirt was reclining on the sofa with his eyes closed and meditating.

The two men held Lin Wanru on one side, one on the left and the other on the right, and nodded respectfully.

"Eason, people are here."

Eason opened his eyes, and Lin Wanru's figure came into view.

He remained in a semi-lying position, his eyes and expression stiffening the moment he saw Lin Wanru.

A wave of suffocating strong emotions engulfed him. Eason stood up and moved step by step to Lin Wanru.

Eason lowered his head slightly and stared greedily at Lin Wanru's face.

This face became his painful nightmare on countless midnight dreams, but it was also the only spiritual pillar that kept him strong despite the torment of illness.

Eason stretched out his fingers and touched Lin Wanru's cheek gently, as if he were handling a delicate piece of fragile porcelain.

"I finally see you..." Eason's voice was hoarse, with a hint of weakness.

The air conditioner in the office was turned on low. Lin Wanru was so cold that she couldn't help but shiver while she was in a coma. She frowned slightly and woke up.

As soon as she woke up, she saw a pair of eyes full of affection and longing just a few feet away.

Lin Wanru's eyes showed confusion, causing Eason's satisfied smile to freeze at the corner of his mouth.

Her eyes were distant and painfully unfamiliar. Eason's fingers on her cheeks instantly retracted, and his eyes became cold.

"You are not her."

She would never look at him with such cold eyes, and she would never stand still without coming to hug him.

Eason's eyes suddenly filled with overwhelming anger. His big palm climbed up to Lin Wanru's neck and clamped her throat in an instant.

"You are not her!"

His roar resounded throughout the room. When the two men saw Lin Wanru waking up, they withdrew their hands supporting her, glanced at Eason in fear, and then quietly retreated.

Lin Wanru was choked by him and couldn't breathe. She held his wrist with both hands and slapped weakly on the back of his hand.

"Let... let go..."

Her face was starting to turn purple, but Eason had no intention of letting go.

The more painful the expression on Lin Wanru's face, the crazier his eyes became.

"Does it hurt? Is it uncomfortable?" Eason's voice was low and dangerous.

His fierce eyes fell on Lin Wanru's face, "But your pain is far less than one ten thousandth of hers. Even if you spend your whole life to atone for your sins, it won't be enough!"

Eason's eyes were filled with red bloodshot eyes, and he brought up his other hand like crazy, and strangled Lin Wanru's neck with both hands at the same time, as if he wanted to kill her.

Lin Wanru's consciousness became weaker and weaker, her eyes rolled white, her tongue stretched out uncontrollably, and she couldn't even make a cry for help.

"Oh!"

The door was slammed open, and Dr. Zhai rushed to Eason like a gust of wind. He was shocked when he saw his actions.

"Eason, let go!" He grabbed Eason's wrist and pulled it away in the opposite direction.

Eason's eyes were scarlet, and his hands were like iron vices that refused to let go.

Doctor Zhai yelled in his ear, "Open your eyes and see who she is! If you kill her now, are you preparing to live too?!"

"Keeping her will be of great use! Let her go quickly!"

Eason looked at Lin Wanru's familiar yet unfamiliar face, with a trace of confusion in his eyes.

Taking advantage of his daze, Dr. Zhai finally rescued Lin Wanru from his hands.

Lin Wan gasped subconsciously. The finger marks on her neck were clearly distinct, red and purple, and looked very scary.

Eason stood there blankly, with a mixture of madness and confusion on his face.

Dr. Zhai held his arm, "I just made a comparison. Compared with Lin Wanru's genes two years ago, it is obvious that her daughter Mu Jinhuan is more suitable for matching."

He glanced at Lin Wanru who was kneeling on the ground panting, "Since she is in our hands now, why don't we take this opportunity to use her to bait Mu Jinhuan?"

Eason looked at Lin Wanru, looking at her living face, and the aura of hatred rose from his body again.

He suddenly rushed towards Lin Wanru and snatched the necklace with a wooden carving tied with a red rope from her chest.

"How dare you wear this? You have no right to wear it!" Eason was furious and kicked Lin Wanru over.

Ignoring the pain of her back hitting the ground, Lin Wanru quickly got up and stretched out her arms to take back the necklace.

"Give it back to me, that's my thing!"

(End of this chapter)