My Wife is an Exorcist

Chapter 12: The Best at Solving Manufactured Problems

"Emma?" Ava was also taken aback when she saw that the person she hit was Emma, "Why are you here? Are you uncomfortable somewhere? Are you hurt?"

She shot a nervous look at Emma.

She herself was beaten to such a state, and was still concerned about her ......

Emma's face, which was originally a bit gloomy, eased by two points.

"I'm fine, who hit you with those bruises? Mason ?" Not waiting for Ava to reply, Emma pinched her fingers and counted, and immediately had a number in her heart, she laughed coldly, "Heh, so it's not a man, it's a woman. And, still an old woman ...... your mother-in-law?"

Ava was surprised, "Emma, how do you know?"

Emma didn't explain and pulled Ava outside, "Go, take me to meet that old woman!"

She originally thought that her leaving the house would be a form of protection for her sister.

It seems that she was wrong!

With her parents' death, her sister had lost the dependence of her mother's family since then, and was a little white rabbit that had fallen into the wolf's den!

It was her staying by her sister's side that was the best protection for her!

After all, she, Emma, was not only good at solving problems, but even better at solving the people who created them!

After leaving the hospital gate, Emma happened to see Oliver's car, parked not far away, just started.

"Sis, wait for me here."

Emma went after her and tapped on the back seat window, "Mr. Oliver, I need to talk to you!"

She waited a few seconds before the window came down and Oliver's silhouette parted in the darkness growing colder and colder.

Emma took off the red cord on her wrist and handed it in, "Mr. Oliver, I'm going back with my sister now, and I might be away from you for a few days. I never leave this red cord without it, so I'm giving it to you now! You wear it, it can protect you for me!"

Oliver, of course, would not believe it, much less take it. Without lifting an eyelid, he ordered in a cold voice, "Ethan, drive."

"Wait!" Emma was in a hurry, halfway through the car window, yanking Oliver's hand through.

She was so incredibly strong that Oliver actually didn't manage to pull his hand right back.

"Emma, are you looking for death?"

"Just wear it Mr. Oliver, please, if anything happens to you, I won't be able to live!" Emma chanted earnestly while nimbly slipping the red rope around Oliver's wrist while silently reciting a resolution.

She lifted her little face and gave Oliver a bright smile.

"Alright, as soon as I'm done with my sister, I'll fly right over to you!"

With that she drew back obediently and watched the car pull away from sight.

Oliver scanned the rearview mirror and saw Emma standing still, reluctantly waving goodbye to the car's taillights. The figure was slowly pulled away, becoming a blurry dot, and finally disappeared completely from his field of vision ......

Oliver's eyes fell back to the red rope on his wrist.

Red Rope Keeps You Safe ...... Such an old-fashioned thing that there are still people who believe in it?

He spat out, "Nuts."

Wanted to take it off, but found that this thing is tied extraordinarily tight, can not be removed.

Oliver tried twice and finally gave up impatiently, tugging the cuff down to cover the red rope.

Out of sight, out of mind.

And underneath the shirt, the red string seemed to be full of blood, emitting an eerie bloody light ......

"Second Master." Ethan looked at his own master from the rearview mirror and couldn't help but say more, "That Miss Emma, although she looks godly, seems to be particularly concerned about you. And you don't seem to hate her much either ......"

Oliver sniffed and lifted his eyelids, his narrow and deep black eyes, looking cold.

"What, you know me well?"

Ethan goosebumps up at once, "I'm sorry Second Master, it's my subordinate who spoke too much!"

Who does not know that the second master of the Carter family of the Si Yu Garden, that is notorious Yama, unpredictable in his joy and anger, uncertain in his gloom and doom ...... The most crucial thing is that the hand is ruthless enough!

Oliver slightly tilted his head, leaning on the back of the chair, the undulating lines between his throat, there is a kind of sharp but lazy sexy.

He opened his mouth, "Did you catch the people?"

The three snow mastiffs that attacked Emma before were deliberately released ...... by someone who dared to do it under his eyes, and the courage was not small.

Ethan said with a straight face, "It has been interrogated for a round, but the mouth is very hard."

Hard mouth?

A piercing sneer spilled from Oliver's throat.

"Send the man to Public House #1."