Trap me in your love novel Chapter 129

Bang! Jessie was lying in the debris of glass.

It was a horrifying scene. There was blood everywhere!

Seeing that Jessie was lying on the ground motionlessly, Ivy was stunned.

She looked at Ellie and was frightened by her malicious and resentful eyes.

"Ellie, you..." Ivy knew clearly that the strength she used to draw back her hand just now was not enough to make Jessie fall down like this. It would just make her fall on the coffee table at most. Looking at the shards of glass on the floor, she thought it must be someone pushed Jessie violently on the back, or it was absolutely impossible.

But she couldn't believe that it was her daughter who did it.

Ellie coldly stared at Jessie, sneering.

"Mommy, she deserves it! Just like her mother, they deserve to die!"

"……"

Looking at Ellie like this, Ivy couldn't speak for a while.

Hearing the noise, the servants rushed out of the house and saw Jessie lying in the blood. They were all anxious and worried. The Butler took out his phone, and dialed 120. But he was stopped by Ellie.

"Mrs. Ivy, something is going to happen if we don't make the call." The Butler said anxiously. No matter what misunderstandings they had, she should not vent her anger on a child.

Even if they didn't care about Jessie, they had to be care about Darren, didn't they?

Anyway, Darren was the head of the family.

"Stop! I said DO NOT call 120. Who wants to call? Get out of here!"

"Ellie!"

Turning her head, Ellie glared at Ivy with fierce eyes. This startled Ivy. Was the girl standing in front her daughter?

Why did she look like a different person?

Just when everyone had no way but to watch Jessie bleeding, suddenly several men rushed in and grabbed Ellie.

"Sir, Miss Jessie is dying."

"What? Send her back now."

"Yes."

Before Ivy could react, Jessie was taken out of the house. And as Ivy howled, Ellie was taken away from the Lin family's house.

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"Sir, Miss Jessie woke up."

"Yes. I'll go to have a look."

When Jessie woke up, it was ten days later. She had been in a coma for ten days. Except the unfamiliar surroundings, the first one she saw was an old man who looked senile and serious.

"Where am I?" Jessie said weakly.

"You are in the Xiao family's house. I'm your grandpa."

"Grandfather?" From the very beginning of her life, Jessie had never heard about the Xiao family from Irene, let alone her grandparents. Looking at the old man in front of her, who had white hair but still full of energy, it was hard to imagine that he was her grandfather.

"What? You don't believe me? "

"No, it's not like that." She really couldn't believe it. After all, he really didn't look like Irene.

Irene was a typical southern style beauty. She was quiet and elegant, and very docile. In front of her, the old man was as scary as a king. He and her mother were completely from two different worlds.

But she didn't dare to say it out loud. After all, this was his place.