Chapter 238 Let go
Rose Hill was not surprised at what she had guessed a long time ago. She just stared at her with cold eyes, waiting for the next step from this anxious-looking girl.
"I don't choose to leave, really Rose Hill."
Sierra didn’t know what to say to make him realize that she was telling the truth. She pulled his sleeve tightly and said, “Can you believe me again?”
When she asked him for something, her voice was always soft and seductive. This trick worked every time. Rose Hill looked away and held her hand, "I've given you the money, it's time to go."
"Rose Hill!" Sierra stayed where she was. She was dragged by him and staggered two more steps. She lost her temper, "Deal with those newborns who kill people indiscriminately, and don't interfere in the war between the two countries. Otherwise I”
He turned around and narrowed his red eyes, "What else?"
"Otherwise, I really don't like you anymore. Even if you want to imprison me, I won't be able to like you." Sera glared at him stubbornly. Anyway, there is no worse outcome than a 100% blackening value. .
He turned around with a careless smile on his lips, "How effective can your threats be? How many lives of newborns can your love be worth?"
See, he doesn't even believe how much he likes him.
Sera understands these words clearly.
She lowered her head, and her eyes were almost red when she raised her head, "I don't like the dangerous world, you know, right? I like ordinary days."
"If you can't give."
"I don't want you."
This was probably the most serious thing she had ever said.
"You are mine and only mine. I don't want any unpleasantness between us." Rose Hill sneered, his sharp teeth exposed between his lips. Anyone with a discerning eye could tell he was angry at a glance.
The conversation in the hotel ended in failure.
Rose Hill's trust in her is zero, and he doesn't believe anything that tells the truth. The only thing that hasn't changed is that his feelings for her are the same as before.
In the next few days, although he did not restrict her freedom, there were people following her wherever she went.
She was helpless about this situation, because Rose Hill, who had lost trust and was afraid that she would disappear again, simply refused to care about things outside.
He believes that she will stay here as long as the world continues to be in chaos.
The situation of Eric and Luo Xied is not much better. The three of them are required to sit down and talk about maintaining world peace.
Just thinking about that scene, Sera felt like she would just die again.
She collapsed and covered her face and sat in the car until the car took her to the laundry factory she once owned.
Before, she gave half of the property here to Eric. Now, nearly a year has passed, and the laundry factory has returned to that dilapidated factory building. The simple machines inside are still there, but there is no one there.
Su said that after the war broke out and vampires became rampant, everyone here ran away.
Khalida's residence was also empty, the door of the house was closed, and the iron fence outside was covered with a thick layer of spider webs.
Sera was not sure whether she was still alive with Zachary. In just a few months since she left, earth-shaking changes had taken place here.
"Come on Serra, it's time for us to return to the capital." Su said.
"Where is my grave?" Serra asked.
Su was stunned for a moment, and then said: "You mean Mrs. Sera, who has the same name as you? The master's wife?"
"Um."
"The body was not brought back. On the day of burial, it was kidnapped by a mermaid."
Sierra was speechless for a moment.
Su thought for a while and then said: "Because of you, we all missed the birthday party that the capital wanted to hold for the master."
"Birthday party? He still celebrates this?"
"I don't celebrate often, I just make up a round number. The master is exactly 600 years old this year."
Old Shitou, who has lived from the 14th century to the present, has surpassed the age of 500 years and is heading towards the age of 600.
He is older than many antiques.
She returned to the manor in silence, and Rose Hill was waiting for her at home.
Her threatening remarks two days ago caused a cold war between the two of them, which was a rare thing.
Apart from sneaking into her room every night to monitor her sleep, or harassing her face from time to time, he disappeared during the day without saying a word to her.
Serra thought he was quite naive, in some ways.
She sat down across the dining table, without looking at him, and cut into a medium-rare steak on the plate. She stuffed the half-cooked tender beef into her mouth and chewed it hard.
"I want to give you a wedding." The aristocratic vampire opposite said it naturally, as if he had repeated this sentence countless times alone.
Sera listened to his deep voice, like a violin, and felt a mouthful of meat stuck in her throat.
She took a sip of the juice next to her and looked up at him. He was dressed very formally, in a black tuxedo, with a pale face and red eyes looking at her quietly.
Sierra suddenly understood that this was not a request for advice, but a notification.
I haven't spoken to her in several days, and this was the first thing that came out of my mouth.
She put down her fork and frowned, "I disagree."
The wedding is sacred to her, not just a casual announcement.
Rose Hill put her palm on the armrest of the chair hard, and the entire armrest cracked and fell to the ground.
"Don't you like me?" His tone was cold, and his eyes became lifeless.
"I like you." Sierra replied simply this time, but she also had her own persistence, "But I also want you to restore everything."
Rose Hill's face was ugly. He picked up the cup that was filled with blood or wine, and put it to his lips. Under her gaze, the corners of his lips slowly opened into a bitter smile, "Loving someone has no conditions. Sierra.”
On the day she died, she taught him at the cost of her life that it is crazy to love someone without asking for anything in return. She just wanted to humbly beg her to stay and live.
This is different from the condition that he requires equal exchange to do things, but Sierra has learned it thoroughly.
He understood the principle of loving others, but she did not.
She doesn't even love him.
She would never fall in love with him even if she had been by his side for hundreds of years. She might have already belonged to that world, so she could hurt him and threaten him without hesitation.
"Serra." Rose Hill put down the cup she hadn't taken a sip from, and said in a calm tone, "You told me before you died that you were willing to become a vampire and marry me before your heartbeat disappeared. That sentence was a lie, right?"
"You already knew that neither the venom nor the mermaid's saliva would have any effect on your disease."
His obsession tortured him for countless sleepless nights.
He turned the world upside down and brought her back, but actually he just wanted to ask this question.
The heart that had stopped long ago revived absurdly when he saw her again, but the joy did not last long, and he was immediately beaten back to hell.
Sierra had told him many lies, but this time she didn't want to lie anymore. She heard herself say: "Yes, I wanted to leave alone."
But the death scene was still seen by them, and she was sorry.
Rose Hill couldn't see the light in her eyes.