You Hit My Heart
Chapter 1267

Pain to her shortness of breath, gasping several times per second,pupils dilated, lax, the instrument indicators instantly exploded.

“Drip drip drip", the detection instrument issued a red alarm sound.Paramedics soon arrived, resuscitated or not, there is no longer adifference.

There is no cure for neurotoxins, and there is nothing to be done.

Her life was coming to an end.

The medical staff stood by and watched in silence, lovingly, until thetest instrument above, the heartbeat became a straight line.

"Drip--" a long beep sounded.

Charlotte takes her last breath in a state of resentment, jealousy, andendless pain.

Her eyes bulged out in death. Finally her sinful life was over.

The paramedic's face was expressionless as he looked down andrecorded.

"Deceased, Charlotte , January 6, 7:36 p.m., died of heart failure."military Command.

Otis was reclining on the sofa, and on the big screen in front of him, hewas replaying the press conference just now.

Joyce wore a military uniform and made her debut in front of the publicin a video that he had watched four or five times over.

Eugene stood by and waited carefully.

When Joyce appeared, he was also stunned, but did not dare to showit, for fear of arousing Otis's discontent. After all, Joyce's current rank isone level higher than Otis. I don't know what Otis is thinking in hisheart.

"Mr. Robertson, have some tea.” Eugene respectfully poured tea forOtis.

"Huh." Otis pointed to Joyce on the screen, "How's that? Beautifulenough, strong enough, a woman like that is worthy of me, isn't she?"“Yes, Mr. Robertson.” Eugene chimed in.

Otis lit a cigarette and set the lighter down on the coffee table, "Whatthe Heath family promised to marry me in the first place was THEHEATH FAMILY'S DAUGHTER. they married me an impostor anddeserve to give me back the real THE HEATH FAMILY'S DAUGHTER."He narrowed his eyes, "Joyce, would have belonged to me."

"Yes, Mr. Robertson , you are right." Eugene poured Otis another cupof tea and flattered, "When you marry the Major General, you will be ageneral, the first of the militarys.”

"Huh." Otis smiled with satisfaction, yes, that's what he wanted.

At that moment, Eugene's phone suddenly rang.

He looked over and reported to Otis , "Mr. Robertson, it's the hospital,our eyes in the hospital.”

"Pick up." Otis’ eyes were cold.

Eugene answered the phone, spoke briefly, and then hung up.

"Mr. Robertson, our man has reported that Charlotte has just passedaway."

"Huh." Otis eyes slightly brutal, with his bare hands will be the hands ofthe cigarette extinguished, as if not feel the hot.

"The bitch is finally dead. Good, saves me from having to go throughthe divorce process. One less piece of trouble.” He stood up anddusted the cigarette ash off his fingers, his lips curled up in an evilsmile.

He pressed the pause button, the screen is replaying the footage, fixedin the beautiful moment Joyce raised her eyes.

Excellent heroic posture, extraordinary temperament and charm.

Otis pointed to the screen and clapped his hands gently, his expressionunable to hide his excitement.

"Good, now that I'm back to being single, I'm waiting to welcomeJoyce."

Eyes narrowed into a dangerous straight line, he sneered, "We'll seewho dies.”