Hearing the words of the woman sitting outside the railing, Luna fell silent for a second, and finally laughed out too loud.
"Joshua loves me? Protect me?"
In the past, when Jude said that Joshua loved her, she would still remain skeptical and doubtful.
But now...
When he sent her into an asylum, to endure inhumane torture, all she felt was that the people who claimed that Joshua liked her were either stupid or were simply mocking her. And Aura was obviously doing the latter.
"Yes, Joshua used to love and protect you, but you just didn't know." As she spoke, a taunting sneer hung from her lips. "Otherwise, Luna, do you think you could survive till this day? Without Joshua, even your ashes would’ve been spread in the wind!"
Then, she yawned, "But never mind, that’s all in the past. Since the moment you were brought here yesterday, everything's changed."
As she spoke, she glanced at Luna's tightly-wrapped little finger. "It must hurt terribly, right? But let me tell you, this is just a start. Here, all forms of torture can be attributed to two reasons, one is your mental illness and you did it to yourself, and the other is the need for
treatment. Joshua wouldn't even suspect anything. Perhaps he'll only know the pain you endured the day he sees your corpse."
Aura bellowed in laughter and stood up, "Luna, you can’t beat me, why are you doing all this? I told you when we were kids, you stood out too much. You should tune it down a little, otherwise, you'll make me look too mediocre by comparison, but you didn't understand and even asked me to work hard. Now you understand what it means to stand out in every aspect of life, don't you?"
With that, she turned and left, her high heels clicking behind her.
Luna sat on her chair and watched Aura’s retreating back, biting her lip tightly. When the other woman was about to step out of the room, Luna pursed her lips. She could not hold herself back anymore and called out to Aura, saying, "Neil... Our feud has nothing to do with Neil, don't involve him." 1
Aura’s footsteps paused violently. She turned and glared at Luna coldly. "What Neil? Neil is not with me!" She narrowed her eyes and said solemnly, "The little boy who looks like your son is Jake Landry. He's my slave. As long as he obeys my every command, I will b e nice to him. Otherwise, don't be surprised at the things that I can do. Neil no longer exists in this world, Luna. Your son is dead!"
After leaving this sentence behind, Aura lifted her feet and strode away.
Luna sat on the chair and closed her eyes quietly. At this point, she had lost most of her goals and ambitions. The only hope supporting her to stay alive was her three children.
Especially Neil, who had lost his memory.
Outside the asylum.
A black Bendley was parked in the corner. Neil sat in the passenger seat, wearing a pair of sunglasses. He turned to look at Theo who was also wearing sunglasses and asked, "Uncle Theo, say, what do you think is the relationship between her and that woman? She wanted me to help send her there and forbade me from contacting her, and yet now, she came to visit her herself. That's weird.”
Beneath his sunglasses, a flash of cold streaked through Theo's eyes, but still, he smiled dumbly. "I don't know." "Sigh, whatever, you won’t know either."
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