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Focus on Revenge A Photographer’s Killer Shot novel Chapter 98

Chapter 98

Isolde snapped back to her senses and turned her head to see a white sedan barreling towards her!

Watch out!

A big hand grabbed her arm, before she had time to react, her body had already been pulled away with force, and in the next instant she slammed heavily into the man’s sturdy and wide embrace.

White sedan in the foot of the position of only half a meter sharp braking stop, the passenger car window down, the driver cursed: Walking do not look at the road ah! If you want to die, find a quieter place, don’t hurt people in the New Year!

Cassius embraced Isolde’s body with one hand, and made an apologetic gesture to the driver with the other, I’m really sorry, my friend is a bit unwell, I didn’t mean it.

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The driver grunted, raised the window and drove the car away.

Isolde slowed down and reached out to gently push Cassius away.

Cassius releases her and looks at her with a serious expression, Are you okay?

Isolde looks at him and tugs her lip slightly, I’m fine.

Cassius doesn’t believe it!

It’s a good thing Karina called him to come over and take a look, otherwise something would have really happened at this moment!

Where are you going now?

I want to go for a walk by the river.Isolde said.

Come on then.Cassius took a step forward and then paused, turning around and reaching for her arm.

Isolde looked up at him, a little unsure.

What are you looking at, you just almost got hit by a car, I had to hold you across the street.

Isolde was a little embarrassed, I’m fine, I was just lost in thought.

I’ll let go once we cross the street.

Cassius said and sighed, Look at you, you’re not concentrating, or Dr. Karina understands you, she specially

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called and sent me to guard you, if you have a slip up, I won’t be able to explain.

Cassius finished speaking and directly pulled Isolde towards the opposite side of the street.

After crossing the street, he let go of his hand.

Isolde said thank you, then put both hands into her jacket pockets and looked at the calm river, she took a deep breath and walked up along the river.

Cassius followed a few paces behind her.

Isolde walked aimlessly, stopping every now and then, looking at the river for a while, then, continuing to walk again.

Cassius felt that Isolde’s state was a bit wandering, and he assumed that Isolde was still not over the grief of

Alexa’s death.

But soon he realized something was wrong

……

Isolde suddenly stopped and didn’t move a muscle.

Cassius curiously stepped forward, What are you looking at? Looking so intently.

Following her line of sight, he found that he was watching a little girl playing with a pet dog.

The little girl was just over two years old, wearing two pigtails, wearing a small red dress, round and rolled,

very cute.

Mama, babababa~

The young woman looked at her little daughter with eyes full of tenderness, It’s not bla bla, it’s Little Eight,

it’s called Little Eight.

Ba ba ba! Ba ba ba ……

The little girl was just teething, her pronunciation was not standardized, her little milky voice was cute and healing.

Cassius looked at the little girl, the steel straight man’s heart showed a few signs of softening, If you ask me, it’s better to have a child or a girl, a son isn’t fun at all!

Isolde didn’t respond.

Cassius was a bit puzzled, looked down and was stunned.

Isolde was crying.

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Cassius immediately panicked, You, why are you crying? I, did I say something wrong?

Isolde shook her head and raised her hand to wipe away the tears on her face.

But the tears couldn’t be stopped.

Don’t you cry, you’re like this…….Cassius was at a loss for words, You’re like this people will think that I’m

bullying you!

Isolde covered her face and slowly squatted down, and in the sound of painful whimpering, she was vaguely

heard saying, I’m sorry, I’m sorry……

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Cassius doesn’t know why she’s apologizing?

She was crying her heart out, repeating I’m sorryover and over again.

Cassius listens with his head spinning and scratches his head with his big hands, helpless and anxious, before finally sighing and lifting his hand to gently pat Isolde’s shoulder.

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