Chapter 884
Chapter 884
Marcus had probably contacted Harold in advance, so he drove directly into Flower Land. As soon as Crystal got out of the car, she saw two people she didn’t know standing in front of the gate of the garden. She looked at Marcus with some hesitation.
At that moment, Marcus raised his hand and touched her head, not knowing whether it was because of pity or something else.
His hand was warm and dry, which was comforting in the late autumn wind. But Marcus quickly withdrew his hand and went back to the car without saying anything.
Crystal watched as the car slowly disappeared from her sight. The two expressionless men pulled open the iron gate and said to Crystal, “Miss Evans, please come in.”
Crystal walked in and saw the door she was familiar with. She walked up the stairs and pushed the door open. The inside was no different from the past, but Crystal felt a sense of bleakness.
She turned her head and asked, “Where’s Dana?”
“From today onwards, there will be a special nutritionist to take care of your diet,” one of the men in black replied. He did not mention where Dana had gone but simply said, “Miss Evans, if there’s anything, you can call us.”
Before Crystal could react, she heard a “bang” and the door was slammed shut. With a click, the door was locked.
She was locked in this villa.
Crystal quickly walked to the door and knocked on it hard, but there was no response.
She stood in the empty living room and suddenly felt very cold. It was not a physical chill, but a psychological one. She wrapped herself tightly with a blanket on the sofa and slowly went to the backyard. However, the door of the backyard was locked, so she could not open it.
If Devil had heard her footsteps before, it would have come to the door. But today, it didn’t. It was obvious that Devil was no longer here, like Dana.
Crystal took a deep breath.
This place, which used to be her home, had now become a cage for her.
The cage was gorgeous but empty. She couldn’t even see the sky outside.
Crystal slowly walked to the living room, sat on the sofa, and turned on the TV. She didn’t watch the TV and just sat there absent-mindedly for a period of time. Finally, the door opened, and a woman with short hair came in. She looked like she was in her forties. When she saw Crystal, she introduced herself, “Hello, Miss Evans, I am Maria, your dietitian, and I’ll be in charge of your meals from today on!”
Crystal did not say anything.
She was sitting there, wearing a thin white home dress and a blanket on top of her body. She looked like an extremely delicate, beautiful, but lifeless porcelain doll.
Maria didn’t care. She put down the things she had brought over, took a cup of hot water, and put it on the tea table. Then she said, “I know some hand language. If you want to learn it, I can teach you.”
Crystal still did not respond.
Maria didn’t think that she would answer, so she walked into the kitchen and began to cook.
The dietitian was very particular about nutrition, so the taste of the food was ordinary. She put the dishes on the table and asked Crystal to eat. Crystal finally turned her head and looked at her. She moved her lips and said, “I want to see Harold.”
Maria pretended as if she didn’t know what she wanted and said, “Miss Evans, if you don’t eat, it won’t be good for the child in your belly.”
Crystal got up from the sofa, walked to the dining table, and sat down. She looked at the dazzling dishes and suddenly smashed the cup of water on the floor. The glass broke into pieces. She said while looking at Maria’s slightly surprised face, “I want to see Harold.”