"Alright."

They confronted each other.

The atmosphere was tense and solemn.

It seemed to take a long time for Connie to make a compromise.

"If Christina releases Carrie, I'll let her go today.Although Connie still put her long knife for cutting toast around Christina's neck, Christina was not too afraid.Listening to Connie and her father's conversation, which seemed to have a double meaning, she found that they hided something from her.

"Carrie deserved it when she was caught"

Christina turned her face with difficulty and looked deeply at Connie, who was standing behind her, said stubbornly, "I won't plead for Carrie.You want me to release her? Dream on!"

"You dare!"

Connie looked into her clear eyes and gritted her teeth angrily.

The blade pressed against her blood vessel and exerted force.

Christina frowned in pain.

Bright red blood slid across her fair neck, which was especially dazzling.

Betty's heart almost jumped out of her chest.She hurriedly persuaded, "Connie, we'll promise you anything you want.What happened to Carrie? You make it clear...You release Christina.Don't hurt her...

But Christina seemed to be afraid of nothing.She spoke in a loud voice, "Connie, this knife is so blunt.It will take a lot of time to cut my blood vessels with it.A doctor will come in half an hour.You have to hurry up, or you will be in jail before my bleeding runs out..."

"Shut up!"

Christina originally wanted to anger Connie, but she didn't expect Donald, her cold father, to take the lead in scolding her.

He was so angry that he was coughing anxiously.

Seeing that he looked terrible, Betty immediately walked over and patted him on the back worriedly.

Connie glanced at Donald subconsciously.

Her face was gloomy and angry.She knew that Donald had been sick recently, and a doctor would come to check on him at a fixed time every day.She held a metal knife and wished that it would kill Christina immediately.

"Release her...I'll promise to all your requests."

Donald calmed down and gave Connie a promise in a hoarse voice.

Christina wanted to say something, but Connie had already pushed her away.

In fact, Connie held a knife against her just for a moment of anger and impulse.

She had always been rational.

With Donald's promise, she also found a way out.

really be a stupid thing

and

Connie's face was gloomy.

on the table, pulling out a chair and sitting opposite

ran to Christina and looked

anxious and

painful? I'll put a dressing on

was

mind from Connie's glare, her father scolded angrily, "She deserves

"It's doesn't matter"

facial tissue on the table and pressed down on

face was purple with rage, and she didn't

upset that her father was so partial to Connie.She was the one who was hurt, and her father was always so fierce to her.She and

them looked at each

"What's wrong with Carrie?"

was ill, and his

your baby

sneered and looked at Christina with

put Carrie

Donald

turned to look

angrily

you had

surprised

caused everything.She held a bad attitude and

Betty immediately elbowed her and whispered, "Your father is still sick.Don't anger him.Tell him what's going

could be persuaded by reason but not

why she always liked to live

have

my friend by car.So she was caught by the traffic police," Christina said briefly, ignoring

Carrie

Betty couldn't understand.

the next day.Carrie had a

turned to look straight at Christina,

into someone.Carrie was a victim

face was

whether Carrie

not interested in

when she heard her

Charles directly convict Carrie.You want

"I didn't!"

looked a little strange and immediately

a traffic accident.I don't know why she was prisoned in

slander her again.Her surprise gradually calmed down

She guessed and asked.

was found to be mentally ill by the hospital.What are you two sisters plotting to? You want to escape from the responsibility of the traffic accident with mental illness, right?"Donald and Betty listened to their disagreements and couldn't judge the truth for a

it is

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