Fifth personality SwanLake

Chapter 129 Doctor. Emily Dale

Emily's pupils constricted when she heard the name, "Who is Lydia Jones? I don't know her."

Emma tilted her head. Under her seemingly innocent skin, there was a demon that ate people without spit out bones.

"It's okay~ My angel, you will know later~"

Her scarlet eyes are full of deep hatred, all those who have hurt her can't escape now.

Leo looked blankly at his daughter who was familiar but unfamiliar to him, "Lisa?"

"Father, it's me, don't you recognize me?"

Emma smiled like a flower, looking at the bandaged monster with no fear at all. The ugly scars on his face were clearly visible, and he walked towards her tremblingly.

"Father, this is Miss Lydia Jones~our old friend~"

Emma avoided the attack that Emily was about to use the injection, knocked all of Emily's medicine box and syringes to the ground, and said to Leo without changing expression.

There is no one else here, so she is Lydia Jones in Emma's mouth.

"I don't feel the same way about you and Dale, so I'm even more sure that you are Lydia Jones."

Emma whispered into Emily's ear, Emily was even more helpless without the medicine box, and the red glare of the light hit her face.

"Lydia Jones?"

"You took all my money with Freddie Riley, and that Freddie Riley cheated on my wife!"

The supervisor yelled at her angrily, she felt her brain went blank, only tinnitus accompanied her, and helpless emotions came to her heart.

She felt that she seemed to be getting closer to death.

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Pearson's hands were frozen red from the snow covering the grass, but he still didn't give up looking.

He seemed to have touched something piercing, and he grabbed it out in surprise.

Hope is ignited in the eyes that are not blind.

Rings made of green twigs, decorated with small white flowers with green tips, they did not suffer from frostbite in such cold weather.

That's great.

Pearson carefully pinned the little flower in his hand on it. The tip of the little flower was also green. He hadn't noticed this detail before. He must have been too nervous, and only saw a piece of white.

He put away the wreath, it was time to find Miss Emma, ​​and he started his journey with confidence.

"Brother, that kind of flower is called Snowdrop."

Lisa stood on the snow where the garland was originally, barefoot, and the snow on the ground made her feet red from the cold, and shouted loudly towards Pearson's back.

Pearson didn't look back at her as usual, her hand slipped down weakly, her eyelids drooped, and her slightly curled eyelashes suppressed the emotion in her eyes.

"Brother, look at me."

She lowered her head, tears dripping down her cheeks, she stood there motionless, no one would comfort her or respond to her.

"I'm not hiding in Emma's body, it's all a lie to you."

"I no longer exist."

No one can hear the girl's heartbroken cry. The family love has already been taken away by premature death. In this world, no one cares whether she ever existed. They treat her with tyranny
"Should I disappear?"

She looked at the snowflakes falling from the sky, her body gradually became transparent, and only Pearson could see her. Now, the task was completed, she was already dead, and she should disappear now.

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Emily was completely restrained by Emma.

Unable to break free at all, the regulator's sickle was raised, and her icy blue eyes were full of despair.

She looked at Emma in disbelief, Emma looked calm, and Emma looked at her as if she was looking at a dead person.

"Why. Uh."

Is Lydia Jones really her?

Emily was pierced through the stomach with a sickle.

She was thrown on the ground like a discarded broken doll, her abdomen was bleeding heavily now, and the fishy sweetness in her mouth made her unable to get used to it.

The pure white skirt was dyed a flirtatious bright red, and she stared blankly at the snowy sky, blood bloomed under her body like flowers, and the snow was also soaked.

There was also blood from the corner of her mouth, and her eyes were broken, like a dying person, she tried her best to raise a smile, but she found it really tiring to pull the corners of her mouth.

Emma's face began to blur in front of Emily's eyes, and her voice gradually became inaudible to Emily.

She seems to remember something now.

"Miss Lydia Jones, you have been arrested for illegal abortions that resulted in the deaths of multiple pregnant women."

"Miss Emily Dale? Your real name is Lydia Jones, right? My name is Freddie Riley, and I want to negotiate a deal with you."

"Miss Emily Dale, I think you should give Miss Sweetheart a little therapy to make her forget what I did with Martha, otherwise we will become very dangerous as grasshoppers on a rope."

"Miss Emily Dale, Lisa doesn't understand why Lisa has to do these treatments."

"Miss Emily Dale, Woods really likes you."

"Okay, Miss Emily Dale, I have taken away all of Leo Baker's property now, can you come with me?"

The memory that she had chosen to forget was remembered again, she coughed fiercely, blood splashed on the snow, she could not feel any cold at the moment.

She could no longer feel the snowflakes falling on her face, and her consciousness gradually collapsed. She was about to die, right?

Well, she was wrong.

All these evil results were created by herself, and she should atone for these bad behaviors.

After all, she was also one of the chief culprits who caused the destruction of Leo Baker's family, right?She is not an angel, she is also a demon.

　double change.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)