Fifth personality SwanLake

Chapter 155 Jack [Extra] My Heart for Yours (8)

I shut myself up in my study until Queen Victoria's banquet.

Except that the butler will bring in three meals.

I refuse to meet anyone, especially the girl who cheated on me, what should I do, my sweetheart, what method should I use to keep your heart by my side forever.

I smashed the expensive art collection in the study, and the sharp fragments fell all over the floor. The curtains were not opened, and the faint light accompanied me in despair.

abjection?No, that word shouldn't apply to me, it should apply to Neb Elwes.

The butler delivered the latest news about Neb Elwes.

Nab Elwes shot and killed his fiancée with his own hands hahahahahahaha what a travesty.

What a funny story.

Even if I cut my fragile skin with sharp fragments, I couldn't hide the pain. I was so tightly tightened by the thin thread that I couldn't breathe at all.

I looked indifferently at the blood flowing out of my wrist. It was the flower of life blooming its last beauty. The well-behaved cage had already distorted my mind.

Jack, what are you daydreaming about?
She is lying, that girl who is full of lies is playing you around, she doesn't have you in her heart at all.

That fishy sweet smell filled the air.

From the moment I shouldered the Elvis family, my freedom was locked in a cage in my heart.

Even if my things are killed, they must be firmly locked by my side. I am the son of Tianjiao, and everything I want is in my pocket.

"Master!"

I raised my eyes and frowned dissatisfied. Who was so rude and interrupted my thoughts, oh, it turned out that the housekeeper came to deliver lunch.

He looked at me in a panic, and called a nearby maid to find Dr. Tony Clark to hurry over. He took out a brand new handkerchief and planned to hold my wound down to minimize the loss of blood.

"Master, why do you hurt yourself like this? The Elvis family cannot do without you, Master, and Madam, Madam also needs you, Master."

I laughed at myself, the cage created by so many fetters, I wonder if it has already been cast from the moment I was born, staying in the cage forever, looking at the freedom outside.

"I won't die."

I squinted my eyes.

I will not die.

As long as that Neb Elwes is still alive, I will not die. Can he shake my position?
Dr. Tony Clark came to my study anxiously.

When he saw my situation, his face turned pale. He put the medicine box he brought on the ground, and took out the medical tools he wanted to help me stop the bleeding and bandage.

"Master Jack, you can't make fun of your own life like this in the future."

He said to me with a serious face, I let out a chuckle from my throat, am I not a tool that can support the prosperity of the Elvis family for a long time?

If I don't have such ability, wouldn't that be my life?Said so stalwart.

Behind the glory, there are either vicissitudes or filth, and I am the second type, with blood dripping on my hands, wealth obtained through dirty transactions.

In the swamp of darkness and madness, no one wants to approach me, and I don't want others to see my downfall.

In the cage, countless silent nights accompanied me.

The fool in my heart, I can't seem to fool it anymore, I seem to be able to hear its screams.

Queen Victoria's banquet will be held at eight o'clock in the evening, and the butler will come to the study at six o'clock to ask me to choose clothes.

Put on cumbersome dresses, yes, this is the first time I have used the word cumbersome to describe the clothes of the nobles. Although cumbersome, the nobles still took the trouble to change one after another.

When I was about to get into the carriage, she appeared in my field of vision. She was wearing a long white dress without any embellished lace.

According to the butler, she completely abandoned the complicated dress after returning from that banquet.

I can see the hesitation in her expression, is she planning to call me back?Could it be that she also has a place for me in her heart?

"Master Jack, safe travels."

She smiled at me, as if saying her final farewell, hahahaha, Jack, what are you expecting?That guy was right, you've been kidding yourself, haven't you?

Delusional thinking that there is still a glimmer of hope, but the hope is beaten to pieces. This is the answer you want.

I didn't respond to her, and turned around and got into the carriage arranged by the butler. I had arranged for some members of the Royal Guard armed with pistols to protect me secretly all the way.

As long as he dares to do it, the people he sends will die without a place to die. I also have a pistol in my coat pocket, and I can take it out at any time and aim it at the enemy's head.

The butler and I were sitting in the carriage, and the time seemed to pass very long. When I was about to arrive at Queen Victoria's palace, no one came to stop me.

The doubts in my heart were constantly magnified.

Martha Betanfeld will not tell me a lie, because she will tell me the truth in order to get out of my control.

Moreover, Neb Elwes will definitely not give up after preparing for so long, which only shows that the task of the goal has been shifted this time.
Tell me about the man who just killed his beloved fiancée, what would he do to me insanely?

Of course, let him suffer the same pain as himself.

His target this time is Helena!

I quickly let the carriage back to the manor, and the speed must be fast, and I don't know if a person like him will kill my mother.

As I expected, the maids and servants of the manor were almost fascinated. When the door of the hall was pushed open, Helena was in the hall, not far from the door.

Her shoulder was already injured, and the blood kept gushing out like beads with a broken thread. Her eyes were full of surprise, and she felt that everything in front of her was unreal.

"Master Jack?"

Didn't you go to the banquet?

I caught the doubt in her eyes.

A bullet flew quickly in her direction, and she didn't seem to realize how dangerous her current situation was.

I ran towards her recklessly, holding her tightly in my arms, the bullet directly pierced my flesh and blood, as if I was determined to kill me, another bullet shot at me.

I tried my best to dodge, but I still missed a few times and got shot. When the Royal Guard subdued their assassins, I found that there seemed to be blood around my eyes. Is it some kind of hidden weapon?
The pain in the eyes made me even more desperate. Do I want to never see the world clearly?Is the darkness finally going to swallow the last piece of light in front of my eyes?
I gradually fell into a deep sleep amidst her anxious yelling, and my brain's thinking began to collapse. Am I going to die?I can't feel the loss of blood at all.

She seems to be crying.

Hello, I'm fine.

do not Cry.

Okay?

(End of this chapter)