Mia is Not a Trouble-Maker! Chapter 280: Did I Beg Him to Save Her?

Chapter 280: Did I Beg Him to Save Her?

Translator: Henyee Translations    Editor: Henyee Translations

Alex shielded Amelia behind him, his face cold. He could empathize with the middle-aged woman’s loss of her daughter. If Amelia had been the one to suffer, he would have been crazier than the middle-aged woman. But understanding was understanding, sympathy was sympathy. He didn’t blame himself for that. He had done everything he could.

Alex stopped the middle-aged woman’s raised palm and pushed her to the side. He said coldly, “On account of your daughter’s unknown life and death, I won’t argue with you.”

However, the middle-aged woman was still unwilling to give up. Helena, who was listening from the side, was very frustrated. She raised her voice and said, “Are you done?! Didn’t he go down to save her? Didn’t he encounter any danger? What right do you have to ask a stranger to sacrifice his life to save your daughter?! Why? Your daughter’s life is a life. Aren’t other people’s lives important too?! ”

The middle-aged woman bit her lip. So what if that was the case? Wasn’t Alex fine now? Her daughter was gone!

“Did I beg him to go down and save her?” The middle-aged woman was so anxious that she suddenly said this.

The surrounding people were speechless.

Helena looked at the middle-aged woman coldly. “Your daughter is really unlucky to have a mother like you. No wonder she committed suicide.”

The middle-aged woman exploded. She cried and shouted, “What did you say! My daughter is already like this, but you still say that. How can you be so vicious! How can you say such things!” As she spoke, she waved her hand, wanting to hit Helena.

Alex frowned and was about to pull Helena aside when the middle-aged woman slipped and fell to the ground with a thud. Her head hit the ground hard, and she landed on her knees in front of Helena and Alex.

Amelia:

Alex:

Helena:

“Let’s go.” Alex picked Amelia up and left. He was already done being questioned by the firefighters and left his phone number. There was no point in staying here.

Before leaving, Alex took another look at the male corpse lying on the sh.o.r.e. He saw the blue cloth that had covered his face blow away, revealing his soaked, pale face.

Alex’s heart skipped a beat! Because the male corpse’s eyes were looking in his direction! Just now, in the river, the male corpse’s eyes were rolled back. After fishing up the sh.o.r.e, he widened his eyes and looked ahead. At this moment, the eyeb.a.l.l.s somehow turned around again!

Alex: ‘

Amelia asked, “Dad, what’s wrong?”

Alex: “Daughter, where’s your master?”

Amelia said, “Master went to the Netherworld last night. He said it was because of Mom…

Alex didn’t say anything else. Helena pushed Mrs. Walton, and they retraced their steps.

Helena b.u.mped Alex’s shoulder and asked softly, “Are you alright?” When Alex turned around just now, she also turned around. She shivered at the thought of the strange scene she saw.

Alex’s face was expressionless as he said, “It’s fine.”

Mrs. Walton asked, “Then why did you struggle in the water for so long?” There was worry in her eyes. When the people went to the sh.o.r.e, she could clearly see Alex struggling in place on the river for a long time on the sidewalk of the embankment.

Alex twisted a handful of his dripping T-shirt and said, “l got tangled up in the seaweed and delayed a little.”

Mrs. Walton couldn’t help but nag. “Don’t be so rash next time. It’s so late at night. It’s scary. You can’t see anything. What if you b.u.mp into something bad in the water?!”

Alex was speechless. He remembered what had gripped his ankle in the water.

When they got home, Alex took off his wet clothes, revealing his broad and muscular chest. He checked one side in the mirror. There were no strange injuries or special marks on his body, except for a few bruised handprints on his ankle.

Alex touched the bruised area. It was a little cold. It seemed like he had to go and get his daughter to take a look after taking a shower.

As she was thinking, there was a knock on the door. Alex wrapped himself in a towel and opened the door.

Amelia stood outside the door and looked around like a thief. She raised her head and whispered, “Daddy…”

Alex opened the door and let Amelia in.

“Daughter, what’s wrong?” Alex asked.

Amelia was holding a palm-sized peach wood sword, a yellow vest on her back, and a stack of yellow talismans in her hand. He wondered when she had bought these things..