Chapter 124 Moon
“Don’t you believe in traditional medicine? Samuel raised his eyebrows.
“Traditional medicine has been passed down for thousands of years.”
“I do,” Emelie replied. “I believe in the profundity of traditional medicine. That’s why I think Mr. Swanson couldn’t have easily mastered this ability.”
otherwise, traditional medicine would be too easy.
To discem her physical condition by reading her pulse, one would have to be a medical genius
It would be impossible without decades of dedicated study.
Samuel was a lecturer and could not have devoted himself fully to this.
Samuel smiled and admitted readily, “yes, I cannot read pulses at all
Emelie whispered, “You lied.”
Samuel looked at her. “I lied because I believe you won’t.”
Enelle frowned involuntarily.
Samuel, someone she had known for less than a month, believed and helped her. What about William?
He even thought she would lie about having a miscantage.
Emelie struggled to swallow, talding the beer from Samuel’s hand. Samuel tried to snatch it back.
Emelie avoided him. “I want to drink now, Mr. Swanson, drink with me.”
Samuel disapproved.
But Emelie needed an outlet to vent her frustrations over these past few days.
Fatigued, her gaze was unfocused, adding a touch of charm as she looked at him
“Aren’t you sort of a doctor, Mr. Swanson? If anything happens, you can save the day.”
What kind of joke was this? Samuel had no choice. “Three bottles, at most.”
They drank on the small balcony.
Emelie and Mona chose to rent this place primarily because of its great view of the balcony.
They each had a chair with a six–pack of beers on the floor.
Samuel opened one but only took a few sips:
Emelie drank slowly but steadily, one bottle after another in silence, drowning herselt.
When she reached the fourth bottle, Samuel frowned. “That’s enough.”
But Emelie pointed at a building outside and said, “When we first moved in, that building wasn’t there.
“From this balcony, we could see the moon every night. After it went up, the moon got blocked.”
Samuel looked at her. “But I can see the moon”
Emelie responded with a puzzled hum.
Samuel shifted closer. “If you want to see the moon, look into my eyes.”
Emelie looked at him, slightly amused. “Are you suggesting I see myself reflected in your eyes?
The moon, hidden within.
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Samuel laughed. “No, look at the lights reflected in my lenses, cound like the moon.”
Emelle leaned closer to see. Indeed, the balcony’s white lights were reflected in his lenses.
Round spots of light, just like the moon.
Emelle scared for a long time.
When the police took Ronan away, she didn’t feel like crying,
When she saw Greta’s eyes, pieming all hope on her, she still didn’t feel like crying.
Even at the hospital, hearing Daphne’s words and leaming the truth, she didn’t feel like crying.
But looking at Samuel’s “moon‘ now, a souc lump suddenly rose in her throat.
Before she could react, tears spilled from her eyes.
And then, like the rain outside, they wouldn’t stop falling
Deep down, she wished there was someone to protect her the way she protected others.
To have someone help her instead of always relying solely on herself.
Sering Samuel, she thought of Melanie.
renvied her
Chapter 124 Moon
Jealous of the carefree lives those pampered and protected girls were living.