Chapter 4 Dead

When she woke up again, it was already dark.

The rain that had been brewing for a day finally poured down.

The heavy rain fell on the leaves, cracking.

"Grandpa!" Mary suddenly sat up from the bed and felt a little dizzy.

She couldn't care about anything else and rushed out of the door.

The lights in the operating room had been turned off. There were hundreds of lives here that were sent away, welcomed or retained every day.

Mary didn't know which kind his grandfather was, so she rushed to the nursing station and asked.

"Is it an old man called Mike Gu who had a cerebral congestion this afternoon?"

Mary nodded heavily and stirred her fingers together.

The nurse looked through the medical record carefully, "Mike Gu, 75 years old, stopped beating at 17 o'clock in the afternoon on nineteenth..."

Grandpa was dead!

Another thunder rumbled.

Mary's mind went blank. She rushed out of the hospital regardless of the heavy rain.

Impossible! Grandpa wouldn't leave her alone!

The rain ruthlessly whipped her, making her painful.

Mary's hair and clothes were quickly wet, and her legs seemed to be filled with lead, making it difficult for her to move.

The rain blurred her eyes and she couldn't tell the direction. She turned around in despair, grandpa! Grandpa, where are you?

The car light was so dazzling that she couldn't open her eyes. The car drove towards her.

Mary wanted to run away, but she couldn't move.

Creak--

The screeching sound of brake resounded through the eardrum. The wheels rubbed on the ground, swirled and splashed with water.

The car stopped just an inch away from her. The huge impact made Mary retreat and fall heavily to the ground.

The man in the back seat opened his eyes suddenly. "What's wrong?"

His dark eyes looked straight ahead, like the rain, gathering thick ink that could not be melted.

The driver was still in shock. "I think I hit someone. I'll go downstairs to have a look."

He hurriedly opened the door and got off with an umbrella.

Mary curled up on the ground like a curly small shrimp. She was thin in clothes and her face was covered by her hair.

The driver couldn't see her face clearly, nor did he know whether the woman on the ground was alive or not. He lowered his body and wanted to feel her breath.

The driver raised his finger slightly and said in surprise, "Miss. Mary!"

Obviously, the man in the back seat heard. He frowned and narrowed his eyes.

It was her!

Without hesitation, he opened the door and stepped into the muddy rain. The black shirt was soon wet through by the rain.

Without waiting for the driver to hold the umbrella, Oliver bent down and picked up the unconscious Mary.

She was very light, without any weight in his arms. She breathed lightly, like a shivering kitten.

Oliver's was nervous and his arm tightened, fearing that she would disappear in the next second.

In the Si mansion.

Mary lay quietly in the bedroom of Oliver, covered with a pure white mink blanket. Her little face was hidden in the blanket, and her face was as pale as snow.

A man said in a low voice.

"I discovered something, Mr. Oliver."

"Why did she become like this?" Every time he saw her, she would be proud and arrogant.

She was like a wild cat, baring her teeth and waving her claws.

But now...

Oliver looked back at Mary who was in a coma. It seemed that she had a nightmare. Mary frowned and opened her mouth slightly.

She murmured, "Grandpa! Don't leave me! Grandpa... "

The Butler answered in a trembling voice, "Miss. Mary is not Mike's granddaughter. She was taken back from outside."

"Picked up?" Oliver frowned and narrowed his eyes.

"Yes," the Butler continued, "Mike has kept it a secret for a long time, but there has been a rumor recently. Moreover, Mike is old, and it's the right time to divide the heritage..."

Everything was clear.

In order to get more inheritance, the Gu family did everything to kick Mary out of the family.

It was a good plan.

However. What Oliver loved most was to win others' favorite things.

The man's lips curled into a playful smile. This game must be very interesting.

Mary didn't know how long she had slept. In her sleep, she felt like a cloud floating around.

Then, cloud bumped into fire. The intense burning pain almost burned her to ashes.

Mary struggled in the fire and suddenly felt a chill. She struggled to get close and found that it was Mike lying in the ice coffin!

"Grandpa!" Mary screamed and sat up on the bed, gasping for breath.

Her back was completely wet, and her forehead was also wet.

"Are you awake?" A clear and hoarse voice rang in her ears.

It sounded so familiar!

Mary shivered and looked sideways. "Why are you here?"

Oliver raised his eyebrows, "are you surprised to see me?"

Mary couldn't help thinking of that day...

She couldn't help but feel nervous. She held the quilt tightly and asked, "Why are you here?"

With a playful smile, Oliver approached her step by step, "this is my home."

"Your home?" Mary looked around quickly as if she had been struck by lightning.

The black, white and grey decoration seemed to be shrouded in haze. The morbid decoration was the style of this man!

"Why am I here?"

Oliver didn't say anything.

He stared at her with fire in his dark eyes. His eyes were full of playfulness, as if she was his prey.

Mary was so nervous that she clenched her fists.

"I remember! You almost killed me! "

Oliver had seen people with sharp teeth, but he had never seen her confuse right and wrong like this.

He suddenly smiled, "I saved you."

Mary's hair stood on end with fright, she thought he still had half words--

I saved you, so you should pay me back.

"You are a monster who eats people but never vomites bones. How can you save people?"

In her spare time, Mary recalled that she also knew something about Oliver. This man was a rising star in the business circle with a mysterious background. In just five years, he had quickly risen to the leader of the business circle in the Y City.

He was ruthless and decisive. Now the whole Y City was following him. If he said something, no one would dare to say the other.

Now she recalled that she had disturbed his enjoyment yesterday. How could he let her go so easily!

It was very kind of him not to pull out her skin and cramp.

Or was he planning to tear her into pieces?

Mary couldn't help but tremble. No! She couldn't die yet! Grandpa was still waiting for her!

Mary lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

She was still weak and on the verge of collapsing. She staggered a few times to prevent herself from falling.

Oliver squinted slightly, "you want to leave?"

A strong and broad chest blocked in front of her. He was taller than her, and his aura was stronger than hers, making her breathless.

However, Mary was still neither humble nor pushy. She raised her head and looked straight at him with her eyes. "You saved my life, why don't you do good to the end?"

"Are you begging me for mercy?"