Chatper 1482 (2/2)

"Emily, you are still as suffocating as ever! You ruined me when I was a teenager, and you made me the ghost I am now!" Mulder growled.

Emily was slightly stunned, quietly looking at the crazy man in front of her. She made him what he is now?

The hat button is too big.

The Malder in her memory was different from others since he was a teenager, narrow-minded and withdrawn.

Isn't it because of his own character that he has come to this day? What does it have to do with her.

"What you owe me, I will take it back!" Malder raised his hand, the moonlight and the glare of the headlights hit his fingers, making those hands, which were already slender and slender than ordinary people, even paler.

It looks like the hand of a sick person, and it can be said that it looks like a hand from hell.

Emily squinted her eyes, her eyes were cold and piercing, "I won't blame you for this, your own path is your own, and it has nothing to do with me."

"Without you, my life would not be dark." Malder stared at Emily.

Emily sneered heavily, and inserted her hands into her hair, with a bit of unrestrained, "Pfft, I made your life go dark? Malder, it seems that I overestimated you, you are not even as good as Adena .”

At least, Adena's hatred is not as twisted as this one.

She made his life dark, what a perverted idea.

"You say I'm not as good as Adena?"