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Be Eaten Up with Love

Chapter 11: Troubles Coming One after Another
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Chapter 11: Troubles Coming One after Another

On the return trip, I splurged to take a taxi.

The old days were very poor, so I always took bus or subway when I went out.

Stimulated by Wayne Gilbert, I couldn't tell how I felt, I just feel surprised, sad and insulted.

The window of the car was opened, so I silently looked at the traffic outside. According to the truth, the relationship between Wayne Gilbert and I was just 'sleeping' but not 'loving'. I should not be shaken even if he had spoken searth-shaking words.

But I don't know why, I feel a little sad in my heart!

When I cback to the shop, I handed the last payment to the manager. The manager praised me when he saw a thick stack of money.

“Lydia, as a woman, you should know that looks are your own capital. College students like you should learn to use your own capital, you should accumulate experience or wealth for yourselves."

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But I don't think so. When the manager realized that he can't move me. He showan expression of hatred.

In the next few days, our life calmed down again, and in the blink of an eye, another half month passed.

During this period, I did my job quite well, and the manager even mercifully gave1000 bonus. After saving my salary into the card. I planned to have lunch with Katherine and Merlin using the rest of the money.

When I was about to dial Katherine's phone, a strange number suddenly appeared on the screen.

Who? This is...

"Hello, are you..." I asked politely.

"Hello, are you Lydia Toland?"

I feel confused, this middle-aged male’s voice is very strange.

"Here is Haishi Public Security Bureau--Chaoyang Branch. Recently, the abduction office uncovered a case of abduction 14 years ago. Here is a victim who is as old as your sister who disappeared. We made a record and found that there are many aspects coincide with your sister. So excuse me, in recent days, do you have any tto make a DNA identification in Hai city?”

I don't know how I finished the talk. After the talk finished, tears fell from my eyes, My thighs shook and my hands pressed the corner of the wall tightly.

"I'll csoon. I'll take a bus now, Comrade policeman. Could you wait forfor an hour?"

I don't know how I got there. I just remember that I took a taxi in the road, I was mad enough to pull out all my money and told driver that I want to go to the Hai city now. I begged driver drive with the fastest speed.

When the taxi driven on the expressway, I felt myself was on pins and needles, I can just hold my cell phone tightly in my hand and sweating flew from my palm.

I rushed to the public station. The policeman tookto a recording room when they clarified my identity.

"Policeman, are you mistaken something? My sister did hurt her leg, but she was not disabled, and she did not amputate her feet."

I looked at the handicapped woman with untidy hair in front of me.

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The policeman who took the note looked atand said: "The victim's leg was intentionally amputated by the buyer, the reason for this was to use her to beg. She is 25 years old which matches with your sister's age. She also has a sister who was abducted and sold. Her little sister is 20 years old like you, and the tof the case was 14 years ago too. However, there are many things she could not said clearly. Maybe she had suffered heavy mental disease, so she beca little out of order!"

I collapsed to the ground when I heard it.

"It's impossible. My sister won't be hurt like this. I don't believe it."

Looking at the woman on the wheelchair who had no expression. How could I believe that my gentle sister would beclike this?

I crawled to the woman and said: "My sister has a plum blossom birthmark on her chest, yes, birthmark..."

I shook my hands to lift her ragged clothes, and examine it carefully.

"No... No, it's not my sister!" I hissed, as if all my strength was ran out and collapsed beside the

woman.

Although I sure that the woman was not my sister, I still left a blood sample for DNA comparison.

When I went out of the police station, I suddenly felt the dazzling sunshine make my heart pain heavily.

Especially when I thought the woman who had been chopped off her legs and sat in a wheelchair with unconscious mind. When I was about to leave, she seemed to be awake for a second. She looked at me, and then gavea gentle voice: Sister!