Chapter 683 - The Plain White Cloth (1)

"Mr. Vincent, is Miss Emily alright?" Rex paid great attention to his words, "No, I mean ... is she normal now? No, I mean ... she doesn't look normal now ... No, I mean that she..."

Seeing that Vincent's face was getting much gloomier, Rex quickly pursed his lips and took a few big steps out. "Hey, hey, hey, it seems that someone is calling me outside..."

Emily was bathing the little puppy in the garden. A few guards were helping to use the soap and bath lotion. Some of the guards were playing with the little puppy with toys and some were taking pictures.

The scene was lively, but Emily was quiet. Ever since she came back from the cemetery in City Y that day, she had become so silent.

It had only been two weeks, and the puppy had already grown chubby. Emily held it in his arms, took a watering pot and gently washed the foam on its body. When the puppy finished washing, her long dress was soaked.

Sensing a sharp gaze from the window, the guards immediately put down all the items in their hands and moved to a nearby tree quickly, covering their eyes.

Rex also quickly turned around and handed the blanket to Emily. After a while, he turned back and saw Emily give him the puppy wrapped in the blanket.

Rex didn't know what to say.

Emily twisted her wet long dress and walked into the living room. Donna was sitting on the sofa. Her expression was getting worse and worse. She looked as if she was fast approaching death.

"Emily... Come over here," Donna said softly.

Emily paused for a moment before walking over.

"Why are you wet? Are you playing with water outside?" Donna asked, holding her hand.

Emily lowered her head and did not speak.

Donna had gotten used to her attitude these past few days. She took out a bunch of keys from her pocket and handed it to Emily. "This little one is the key to our house. There is something I left for you at home. Remember to get it when you get home."

Emily did not take the keys. Perhaps she did not understand what Donna said. However, Donna knew her own health condition too well. Her days were numbered.

She turned her head and coughed. Then she reached out to stroke Emily's head. "Emily, let me hug you."

Emily was silent. Donna hugged her and gently patted her back. "I just hope that you will be happy forever."

A drop of tears fell down Emily's neck. Emily moved, and Donna had already released her. "Go and change your clothes. What do you want to eat tonight? I will cook for you."

Her eyes were still red. Worried that Emily might see her, Donna turned her head and pretended to be relaxed. "Mom will cook for you today, okay?"

Emily didn't agree or refuse. She just silently held the keys in her hand and went upstairs.

Donna looked at her and sighed softly.

The atmosphere of dinner was still silent. Perhaps Emily had already figured out what death was after she returned, so she could not accept this reality for a while. However, her silence still made others so worried.

But no one could do anything about it. Even Donna also failed to comfort her.

In the dead of the night, Vincent still sat by the bed to read Emily's story. She did not ask him to read the story, nor did she let him go when he was reading the story. The clock rang, together with the sound of Vincent's low voice.

When Vincent came out, Rex looked at him with embarrassment.

Vincent frowned slightly and went downstairs. He saw Donna sitting on the sofa with a luggage bag.

"Sorry for disturbing you for so long. I will go back." Donna stood up. "I guess my days are numbered."

"So, this is the reason why you abandoned her?" Vincent's tone was not so friendly.

"She has lost her father. I don't want her to watch me die with her own eyes. I... Just tell her that I went on a vacation. When she grows up, she will understand," said Donna, taking a deep breath to hold back the tears in her eyes.

"If she understood, she wouldn't have become like this. Besides, I won't lie to her," Vincent said indifferently as he looked at Donna.

Rex advised, "It would be better if you stay here with Emily. Recently, your complexion hasn't been very good. Are you sick or have you not rested well?"

Donna's eyes were red, and tears began to fall.

"Since you intend to abandon her again, I won't keep you. Rex, send her off," Vincent said as he walked towards the stairs.

Donna suddenly broke down and cried out, "I don't want to die ... I saw my daughter after so much trouble! How can I leave without worry?

"But what can I do if I stay? I'm about to die! I don't want her to see me like this ... Her father is dead, and she has already suffered such a big blow. I don't dare to let her see me ... die in front of her..."

Vincent stopped walking.

At the turn of the stairs in front of him, Emily, who was in a pink nightgown, stood there quietly. She was barefoot, her eyes calm, as if she had heard it but did not understand it. It was also as if she had not heard anything.

Rex also saw Emily at the corner of the stairs. He was so shocked. Donna noticed his look and also turned around. Vincent then took a step forward and picked Emily up. "Why did you come out without wearing shoes?"

The tall figure completely covered Emily. Donna was not sure if Emily had heard it or not, nor did she know how much she had heard. She was afraid that Emily had heard the last few words.... Then Donna's body went limp and she fainted on the sofa.