The Earth of mist ch42

Why can't you say no, weakling Deena died Why can't you say no, Peter thought, as he opens the trunk, exits the well-wrapped corpse, carries it on his shoulder to a wooden shack in the middle of the city forest, one of the most inaccessible forests without a guide, and no one risks entering it except an unknowing tourist or a reckless teenager. In the end, he may spend three weeks lost before he accidentally leaves, or is forever lost.

Peter was the only child to be lost in that forest for three nights before he could go out unaided and alone.

He also found no one in the house who felt absent.

This time, the corpse was heavy, but the mysterious man's magical injection allowed him to overcome his sorrows and become happy again, so that he did not suffer as much weight or reject himself as before; he managed it more easily, and in the dark work room, a light was illuminated. The table was still suffering from the death of its last breath, which Peter did not care about, but had to quickly finish his work to go to the house of Majid for Dina's memory. So when he began to cut his dismemoration, there was a little cry before she disappeared, blood drowned his clothes while he worked. When he noticed a child coming out, he was amazed to tell the mystery man about it, but he returned and continued his work What if the mystery man learned it was wrong, decided it was wrong, and started punishing him again.

Mama Sarah, wearing a black dress, sits sadly as the house is full of Dina and Amjad's friends The girls are sad and everyone is trying to comfort them The little girl has lost her voice since the accident, and nothing succeeds in making her talk again, and she is the only one who sees what happened

Nothing succeeded in getting her to talk again, and she was the only one to see what had happened to her, and Detective Bailey kindly tried, but the girl's mental state prevented him from continuing the investigation while Amjad was still in custody and would be taken to court.

After the evidence of Dina's correspondence with a stranger surmised, no one knew who he was, and investigators believed the husband was a murderer because there had been infidelity, Mama Sarah and Maged tried to prevent the information from spreading before they could be sure because Dina was never a faithless woman.

What are your specialties? That was the first question: Christine to Mary, who was silent, Christine said, Have you ever worked in the kitchen, Mary said, Yes, I did cleaning Christine, so I was asking for help? Do you think you can do that? Mary confidently said she doesn't know where she's coming from after everything that's happened to her?

Yeah, of course Christine liked her, so she said, Okay, we'll do it for a month and see if you do okay or not.

Mary knew she couldn't go against the mysterious man anymore She desperately wanted to see her child again That's her dream, but the mysterious told her that her child was blessed and lucky, born for a sacred purpose, and had to have something fitting for a child's future. The best thing was to know that she was his mother. The mysterious man knew about what had happened to her and made her leave her town

She felt weak and lost, but as her work with Christine started recording, everything changed, she began to learn about the food and how to prepare it, and the first thing she had to do was cut Onions, garlic and pepper in a certain way, and it took her a month before she and Christine began her journey into her spice and spice room.

Christine was sick of hygiene, as Mary noticed from the very first moment, always using lots of socks for everything. Every morning Mary is forced to use a number of disinfectant and evaluation tools for all the food tools and then the tables, and everything Christine sacred the idea of serving very clean food. She thought that was her goal and her message from the profession: She does not invent special recipes like Gilbert and cannot replace any food recipes. A minute she tries to get things right. Gilbert has argued that her relationship with her family resembles Mary's.

Christine began to learn about grain, how to differentiate between different varieties from around the world, and how to clean and wash everything from the start Kristine doesn't recognize freezer, preserves, or cans ready She can spend her Saturdays and Sundays cleaning fresh fruit and grains a week before she and Gilbert put on the new menu Kristen always had ideas She decided to make every month specific days for items from a specific place and make calls like that She's a workaholic, too.

It was stressful Christine could have been sleepless for three days before she collapsed, too.

She remembered Mary when Gilbert got mad at Christine and said, at least now you're regretting the work and nothing else, but even in that, too, you're crazy.

It was out of control when Christine threw him out of the house. While Mary watched sadly, she felt sorry for Christine, but on the other hand, she felt guilty because she saw Gilbert by chance several times, she felt he was the man she wanted it was ungodly. She thought she had cheated on her mother, and now she wants to do it with Christine, but this time under the supervision of the mysterious man.

That night, she couldn't control herself, and Gilbert wanted it very badly, although she told him Christine could come back at any moment, but he said it didn't matter. Mary couldn't say no to his will. Kristen got angry and sat in her car when he called again. Kristen got scared. She answered yes, why are you asking me again?

Christine doesn't know how she got the courage to say that, but she paid the price later.

That night, he ordered her to come to his learned place in the woodshed, she tried to resist, and in the end she was on her way, and when she saw the handcuffs, she screamed, No, please, I'm sorry, I made mistakes, but he didn't have to, he was in black, and up to his head, she didn't see very well, and she came forward terrified.

But when she arrived a short distance, she was completely sedated, even though she was still standing, but it was as if she had separated from the scene, watched from afar now, and she was not the one in chains.

And from a distance she heard her scream, the sound of the wounded without help.