You Hit My Heart
Chapter 493

The back of his head was smashed into the angle protruding from thestairs, bleeding immediately, and then his whole body tumbleddownward, over and over, faster and faster. His cane, dropped on thecold stone steps, lay still.

Midway through, his head hit the hard marble wall again, but that didn'tstop him from continuing to tumble downward.

"Bang, bang, bang."

"Knock, knock, knock."

Until he fell to the ground, "bang", his forehead hit the marble pillar atthe end of the staircase, and then he completely stopped.

Rodney lay curled up on the ground, looking hunched over, old andlifeless, with a bowl-sized bloody hole in his forehead.

Charlotte stared dumbfounded, her lips trembling, at what she hadcreated with her own hands.

Blood, gurgling out, spread everywhere.

From Rodney's head, blood spread out in all directions, just like ahideous bloody hand, reaching infinitely into the distance.

At this moment, he miraculously could not feel a trace of pain, and amisty white light rose before his eyes. He struggled to open his eyeswide and saw that it was Mia who was walking towards him step bystep.

She was still the way she used to be, wearing a summer pale yellowdress, the hem of her dress flying in the wind. She was coming towardshim from under the dense and flourishing willow trees. Her soft hands,gently tracing over the low shrubs, gently caressed the tender shoots.A bright smile shallowly hung on her lips, forming an absolutelybeautiful arc.

Suddenly, she looked up as if she had noticed his presence. Thecurvature of her lips gradually pulled up, revealing a stunning smile thathe could never forget.

Time seemed to have stopped in this moment, and he did not want thegood memories to pass.

This was how he and she, in the military district, first met.

After decades, he finally saw her clearly again. He rememberedeverything about her, every curve, every strand of hair, every smile, andevery gentle word.

"Mia... Mia..."

He murmured, his voice hoarse and inaudible. He knew that his timewas up and that Mia had come to take him away. This was what he hadbeen waiting for, for such a long time.

Only, now he was not willing to leave the world at this moment.Charlotte, the wicked girl, had just extended her evil hands to him andpushed him down the stairs with her own hands. She is a fake. Shemust have used some tricks to take Joyce's place. She must havefound a way to change the identification report.

After he found out what happened, she went out of her way to kill him,an old man in his old age.

The company's main business is to provide a wide range of productsand services to its customers. What an evil and scheming woman! Hehad walked across so many war zones, but in the end, he would losehis life to such a fragile and ordinary woman!

He had been too careless.

Charlotte pushed Rodney down the stairs, and after a few momentsshe finally calmed down, suppressing her frantic heartbeat and calmingher breathing. After having killed Stephanie, she was obviously muchcalmer in the face of such an incident. She no longer panicked, andquickly adjusted herself.

She picked up the plastic bag containing her toothbrush and put it inher shirt pocket.

And then she slowly walked down the stairs, carefully avoiding areaswith blood so as not to leave any traces.

She walked to where Rodney was lying across the floor, and shestopped and looked at him condescendingly, as if scrutinizing, and as ifmocking.