Chapter 754: 240: The cruel E exam room, Viola creates a miracle
Chapter 754: 240: The cruel E exam room, Viola creates a miracle
Blood splattered on the scene.
Sylvia Thompson fell to the ground, like a kite with its string cut.
The executioner faced all this, already used to it as a routine.
After Sylvia fell, a doctor came to check, confirmed the absence of vital signs, and then the staff took her to the crematorium for immediate cremation.
After cremation, if there were family members to claim the ashes, they would take them home for burial.
But if no one claimed them, they could only be stored in the crematorium for unified disposal.
Mary Perryne looked at the circled date on the calendar and sighed.
Seeing this, Mrs. Thompson asked curiously, “Why are you sighing at noon?”
Mary looked at Mrs. Thompson and continued, “Mom, do you remember what day it is today?”
“What day?” Mrs. Thompson asked.
Mary continued, “Today is the day I brought Sophie Cooper back, and the day she was executed.”
The last sentence was difficult to utter.
People’s hearts aren’t made of stone.
Regardless, she and Sylvia had a solid eighteen-year mother-daughter relationship, from babbling to learning to walk, and it was always her who had been accompanying Sylvia.
Back then, Mary truly regarded Sylvia as her own daughter.
She never thought that it was Sylvia’s existence that caused her to lose her own biological daughter, nor did she ever think that one day Sylvia would walk down this path.
With this thought, Mary sighed, “Mom, how did that child end up like this in the end?”
No matter what, Sylvia was the child she raised single-handedly, and Mary couldn’t understand how the child she watched grow up could have turned into a murderous, imprisoned demon.
“Human nature is like this. She has such a biological mother, so how good can she be?” Mrs. Thompson knew Mary’s personality and said, “Mary, don’t blame yourself and don’t feel sorry for such people. Think about it like this—if the police hadn’t discovered the truth, the person executed now would have been Bob! Such people have no conscience!”
Mrs. Thompson was not wrong at all.
If Sylvia’s plot had succeeded, then Bob would be the one in prison and executed now.
At this, Mrs. Thompson continued, “Let’s not talk about this. Let’s talk about something happy. Viola passed the first assessment successfully. We should celebrate.”
Hearing Viola’s name, Bread quickly ran down the stairs, barking at Mrs. Thompson.
It hadn’t seen its mother in days!
It missed its mother so much!
Mrs. Thompson laughed and looked back, “Bread, do you miss Viola?”
“Woof.”
It seemed to be responding to Mrs. Thompson.
“Don’t worry,” Mrs. Thompson patted Bread’s head, “Your mom will be back in a few days.”
“Meow!”
Mantou also ran down the stairs, as if to say it missed Viola too.
Mrs. Thompson laughed and looked at Mary, “These two little guys Viola raised, one is more human than the other.”
Mary smiled and nodded.
Especially Bread.
For the first two days after Viola left, Bread didn’t even eat. It was only when Viola video-called and said she hadn’t abandoned it and would be back soon that Bread started eating again.
Mrs. Thompson looked at Mary, “I’m taking Bread and Mantou for a walk in the garden.”
“Okay,” Mary nodded, “You go ahead.”
Mary brought the cat and dog to the garden.
The flowers in the garden bloomed beautifully.
Colorful and vibrant.
The breeze blew, bringing waves of fragrance.
Mrs. Thompson held Bread, while Mantou squatted on her shoulder, and took several selfies, then posted a Facebook status.
Eighty-five-year-old Little Fairy V: The fourth day without Viola at home, miss her miss her, still miss her. [photo.jpg]
[Ah, grandma changed her Facebook name!]
[Grandma is so cute.]
[The dog is cute too.]
[I like the cat, it’s a big orange one!]n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om
Later, Mrs. Thompson posted a video.
About Bread and Mantou.
Bread walked leisurely ahead, with Mantou jumping onto Bread’s back, allowing it to carry her along.
Both creatures were very intelligent.
They quickly gained a lot of fans.
[Such a cute dog.]
[Bread: I have a name, thank you.]
[There’s a little one called Mantou, right?]
[Bread and Mantou, the princess is so interesting!]
[Wow, this dog and cat are both so smart, they must be enchanted!]
[As expected of the pets the princess raised.]