Trial Of The Senses

The prison in a city was located in a mountain in the suburb. It would take about three hours to get there without traffic jam by driving from the downtown. After breakfast, Ashley took the food cooked by Liz yuan to the prison alone.

There were few cars on the working day and the road was smooth. At half past ten this morning, Ashley arrived at the prison. She was on alert. Then they met the patrolling armed police and were required to get out of the car. So after about half an hour's drive, they got to the prison where the prisoners were held. It took them more than ten minutes to get on the cable car.

The time they waited didn't last long. About an hour later, Dylan was escorted into the meeting room by the armed police.

They hadn't seen each other for more than half a year since their last meeting. Looking through the thick tempered glass, she found that she was much darker and thinner than before, her short hair left on the whole ears, which made her look like a little dull.

Apparently, the life in prison was miserable.

Ashley picked up the phone and looked at Dylan, who was also looking at her. After a while, Dylan put the microphone on his ear and said in a hoarse voice, "you must be very happy to see me like this."

The word "happy" was not accurate. It was, indeed, a very happy word! 'she has always been a pain in the ass since high school. She has suffered a lot. She deserved to be locked up in jail for the rest of her life. Looking at the current state of Dylan, where did the arrogance in her head come from? This was the end of bullying her. Dylan, all that you suffered today was your own fault. You deserved it.

Ashley thought bitterly.

"I made your favorite red cooked pork. I heard from her that you liked it best. Here you are," Ashley put the vacuum can on the table and opened it with one hand. The fragrance of the meat drifted away with the white mist.

Although she couldn't smell the aroma behind the glass, she could pictured in her mind the wonderful scent of red cooked pork just by the color and the steaming white mist.

The meals in prison were piled up. They were so delicious that she could only feed herself with a little bit money. She had only had the meal for less than a week before she was fed up with it. Although she was going to get extra meals on festivals, she couldn't have one because she was going to be snatched away by her vicious friends. It had been a long time since she ate any meat last time.

Looking at the meat in the bucket, Dylan swallowed. She looked at Ashley and her eyes seemed to have a glimmer of hope. "Will you be so kind to send me meat?"

"Of course not." She shook the meat in the bucket, and immediately more hot air came out. "As long as you answer me a question, I will ask people to send you delicious food here more often."

"Oh," Dylan squinted his eyes

xactly the same as hers.

"It seems so..." Ashley muttered.

Nancy pulled back the mirror and said, "Miss, am I right? You and Ning are meant to be together. Why don't you tell Steve that you want Nelson to be his godson?"

Sworn son Hearing what he called her, Ashley wiped the sweat from her heart secretly. If she accepted her Godson as her godson, it would be more difficult to clarify the relationship between her and ZEMO.

When he went to bed in the evening, he was still sleeping in the room that he had prepared for him. The house was cleaned regularly, and it was clean as long as he came to live.

The little boy was restless in his pajamas, but he didn't stop stirring up troubles until Ashley told the bedtime stories.

"Nelson, you have to go to school tomorrow. If you don't sleep now, you will be late tomorrow."

Now that he was very familiar with her, he was not afraid of her at all. It was useless even for her to frighten him with a tiger face. "No, no, No. I don't want to sleep. I want to play."

She was at a loss what to do. On the one hand, she thought it was not an easy thing for jasmine to be a mother and father these years. She rubbed her brow with headache, "but I'm so sleepy. I want to sleep."

"No, aunt will play with me for a while. Let's stop telling stories. And you play hide and seek with me."

It was late at night and she was not interested in playing hide and seek. She said, "Auntie, I'm so sleepy, so sleepy, I'm going to sleep..."

After saying that, Ashley leaned over and fell on the bed.

Combat Ning giggled, "Auntie, you are lying. Auntie Qin won't lie to me like that. You are a bad guy."

Auntie Qin? Hearing that, spark turned his head to look at his smiling face. He said in a cute tone, "do you have another aunt? Auntie is so sad. Tell us, who is Auntie Qin? "

With a wider smile on her face, Alina exclaimed, "aunt Qin, Miss Selina."