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 hurt you in

and muttered with a pale face. Her voice was so low that Scott couldn't hear what she

if she was in a dream. Scott gently patted Michelle's back and looked down to stare at her.

up and rushed into the bathroom. He took off her clothes and washed her body with warm water, because he knew that she must be

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

Scott subconsciously and leaned against the cold wall with her hands

shook her head and widened her eyes, looking at Scott with a vague expression.

me? " When she said that, Scott knew

he was the man with her that night, but now no matter what he said, she didn't listen.

accident caused her brain to be in a mess. The two scenes appeared alternately, making her unable to figure out what

only knew that she

pulled her into his arms and let her wet his clothes. He looked down at her, reached out to

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

The next day.

looked 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

from the bed and looked at everything in the room. She held her

"Ah!"

breakfast he just bought in his hand, Scott heard the sound from the house as soon as he entered. He threw away the things in his hands in a hurry and rushed to

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

this, Scott knew that her condition

It's past." The words kept repeating, but it seemed to have no

his best to calm her down, but he didn't expect that such a thing would

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

to kill him, kill that

Scott and walked out with a scissor in her hand. Scott

that she would be so irritated.

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

trembling slightly. She lowered her head, as if she was

over, grabbed her wrist and pointed the scissor

lie to me. How could

She didn't believe at all that he was the man who

hotel by Zoy, and that man was also sent

She only believed what had happened

in thought, Scott immediately took the scissor from

face 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

eyes, Scott lowered his head and stared at Michelle