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

pain. Michelle frowned and muttered with a pale face. Her voice was so low that

tightly grasped Scott's shirt, as if she was in a dream. Scott gently patted Michelle's back

lifted 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 very uncomfortable now.

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

subconsciously and leaned against

widened her eyes, looking at

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

the man with her that

body and the stimulation 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

knew that she was afraid.

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

she would overthink. He didn't

The next day.

and blinked uncomfortably. What happened yesterday was still vivid in her mind, and countless scenes flashed through her mind like a movie.

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

"Ah!"

just bought in his hand, Scott heard the sound from the house as soon as he entered. He

voice behind her, Michelle also stopped what she was doing. She slowly turned her head, gasped for breath and looked at Scott, but did not

her like this, Scott knew that her

calm down. It's past." The words kept repeating, but

down, but he didn't expect that such a thing would happen

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

to kill him, kill

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

she would be

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

to the balcony with a scissor. She paced back and forth, her hands trembling slightly. She lowered her head, as if she was looking for something

her wrist and pointed the scissor at

Don't lie to me. How could you be that

didn't believe at all that he

and that man was also sent by Zoy, so it was

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

immediately took the scissor from her hand and threw it

Michelle's 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 her whole body cold to tremble slightly, as if it was really very cold.

lowered his head and stared at Michelle