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.

okay. Be good. I'm here. No one dares to

pale face. Her voice was so low that Scott couldn't hear

in a

took off her clothes and washed her body with warm water, because he knew that she

dirty. Don't touch me...

away Scott subconsciously and leaned against

her eyes, looking at

I hurt you. Can you forgive me? " When she said that, Scott knew that she cared about that thing.

that night, but now no matter what

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

knew that she

looked down at her, reached out to touch her long hair,

Scott held her tightly, fearing that she would overthink. He didn't close his eyes until she fell asleep.

The next day.

at the dazzling white ceiling above her head and blinked uncomfortably. What happened yesterday was still vivid in her mind, and countless scenes flashed through her mind like a

and looked at everything in the room. She

"Ah!"

soon as he entered. He threw away the things

open, everything in the room fell to the ground. Hearing the voice behind her, Michelle also stopped what she was doing. She slowly turned her head, gasped for

knew that her condition

The words kept repeating, but it seemed to

he didn't expect that such a thing would happen just after he went out.

with his arms, but Michelle struggled restlessly all the time and wanted to get away from him. Tears welled up in her eyes.

going to kill him,

speaking, Michelle pushed away Scott and walked out with a scissor in her hand. Scott followed her closely,

she would be so

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

walked to the balcony with a scissor. She paced back and forth, her hands trembling slightly. She lowered her head,

grabbed her wrist and pointed the

lie to me. How could you be

to what Scott said at all. She didn't believe

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

only believed what had happened that

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

was as 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

his eyes, Scott lowered his head and stared at Michelle with guilt.