Telling Lies, loving you

Scott couldn't help looking out of the window, but the next second he opened the door and rushed out!

Because he saw his Michelle there

"Michelle!"

He anxiously pushed through the crowd and ran towards her. He pulled her into his arms and felt the coldness of her body.

"It's okay." He knew she was afraid.

At this time, the police came over, looked at the two people who were hugging, and said, "Miss, you are the first witness to the dead. We want you to go to the police station to make a record."

Michelle's body was still trembling. Scott took off his coat and put it on her. Then he held her in his arms and said to the police, "I'm her husband. I'll go with you."

"Okay." The policeman took a look at Scott, and then looked at Michelle, who was in a daze, and nodded.

After getting in the car, Scott turned up the air conditioner first. Michelle sat in the back seat, curling up weakly. She looked so hopeless.

After arriving at the police station, Scott accompanied her to take notes.

Facing the police's questions, Michelle answered in the same reply all the time, "that woman rushed out from front of me. She rushed out..."

Seeing that he couldn't get any answers from Michelle, the police asked Scott to take her away.

After returning home, Michelle was still in a daze. Seeing her like this, Scott was very worried.

He knew that feeling.

"It's okay. It's past." He tried to comfort her, but Michelle didn't respond.

"Scott, I..." Michelle sat on the sofa and hugged herself. She felt herself dirty, really dirty. She had planned to commit suicide, but when she saw someone die in front of her, she was scared to death.

So far, she could even see the woman lying in the blood looking at herself. Her widen eyes seemed to warn her.

Thinking of this, Michelle felt that her head was stabbed by many long needles, and it was like a bomb exploding. Her head ached extremely and went blank. She held her head with her hands and squatted on the ground in pain, screaming.

"Ah!"

Scott rushed out of the kitchen, put down the plate in his hands and rushed over.

He squatted beside her and held her in his arms so that she could feel the temperature from him.

I'm here. No one dares to hurt you in

full of guilt and pain. Michelle frowned and muttered with a pale face. Her voice was so low that Scott couldn't hear what

was in a

and washed

I'm dirty. Don't touch me...

pushed away Scott subconsciously

eyes, looking

sorry. It's all my fault. I hurt you. Can you forgive me? " When

wanted to explain that he was the man with her that night, but now

of the car accident caused her brain to be in a mess. The two scenes appeared alternately, making her unable to figure out what she was doing and where she was for a while.

only knew that

let her wet his clothes. He looked down at her, reached out to touch her long

that she would overthink. He didn't

The next day.

Michelle woke up, she looked at the dazzling white ceiling above her head and blinked uncomfortably. What happened yesterday

at everything in the room. She held her head painfully again.

"Ah!"

soon as he entered. He threw away the things in his hands in a hurry and rushed to the

to the ground. Hearing the voice behind her, Michelle also stopped what she was doing.

her like this, Scott knew that her condition was

kept repeating, but it seemed to have

but he didn't

the time and wanted to get away from him. Tears welled up in her eyes. She hated herself and the man who took

to kill him, kill that

walked out with a scissor in her hand. Scott followed her closely, afraid that

that she would be so

you want to kill that man, right? Then you can kill me. I

She paced back and forth, her hands trembling slightly.

rushed over, grabbed her wrist and pointed the

to me. How could

what Scott said at all. She didn't believe at all that he was the man who took

clearly that she was brought into the hotel by Zoy, and that man was also sent by Zoy, so it was impossible

believe what she had heard. She only believed what had happened that

she was still lost in thought, Scott immediately took the scissor from her hand and

pale as a piece of paper, and her head was dizzy. She felt an inexplicable fear quickly rushed from her heart to limbs, making her whole body cold to tremble slightly, as if it

his head and stared at