Chapter 388 Emilys Weakness (2/2)

She too

ore expensive clothes, none of those couldn't hide the fact that she gradually withered and became ugly as time passed.

She was just like a shriveled flower, slowly rotting but struggling to survive.

”What's the rush?” Leona said casually. Across her, Emily wanted to say something, but her mouth had gone dry and when she moved them, her bottom lip split a little and oozed blood. ”If you wish to see her so much, I can let you see her,” Leona continued.

She then walked towards a row of cartons, suddenly lifted one leg, and gave a heavy kick on a random spot in the boxes. The tender cry of a child was suddenly heard, ”Em…”

An outstretched arm reach out to one of the carton flaps. Leona peeled it away and pulled out unconscious Beryl. She looked at her as if she was a prize trophy. ”See? Is she your daughter? Or I can let you listen to her moan again to make sure,” she cruelly said.

”No! Please stop!” Emily pleaded. At that moment, Emily wanted nothing more than to kill the wicked woman in front of her.

However, Leona simply sneered and kicked the little girl back beside the carton. Her hands suddenly drew out two guns from behind her, and aimed one at Beryl.

To see the gun pointed at her child made Emily frightened so much. Her heart twisted in fear as if it was being squeezed by a big hand inside. She even forgot to breathe out of sheer horror. ”What do you want? Tell me! Please don't hurt my daughter,” Emily now begged Leona out of desperation.

But then, Leona only looked at her up and down with cold eyes. They were filled with deep jealousy and resentment.

The one raped by several men with AIDS should have been Emily. The one who got infected with AIDS should have also been Emily, and not her. Why did she end up the victim instead?