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.

here. No one dares to hurt you in

full of guilt and pain. Michelle frowned and muttered with a pale face. Her voice was

moment, Michelle tightly grasped Scott's shirt, as if she was in a dream. Scott gently patted Michelle's back and looked down to stare

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

Don't

away Scott subconsciously and leaned against the

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

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

he was the man with her that

The two scenes appeared alternately, making her unable to figure out what she was doing and where

only knew that she was

her into his arms and let her wet his clothes. He looked down at her, reached out to touch her long hair, and kissed

asleep, Scott held her tightly, fearing that 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

bed and looked at everything in

"Ah!"

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

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

Scott knew that her condition was

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

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

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 man who took her virginity away more!

to kill him,

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

she

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

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

over, grabbed her wrist and

to me. How could you be that man?

Scott said at all. She didn't believe at all that

into the hotel by Zoy, and that

She only believed what had happened that day and what she had seen with

in thought, Scott immediately took the scissor from her hand and

She felt an inexplicable fear quickly rushed

eyes, Scott lowered his head