Telling Lies, loving you

Feeling sorry for her, Scott wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes and bent over to kiss the corner of her eyes. He knew that her eyes must be very painful after crying for such a long time.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, Scott stayed with her for the whole night.

The second morning, when Michelle woke up, she found that her head was so painful that it was about to explode. She pinched her temples and lifted the quilt to get out of bed.

She almost slipped down because of her unsteady feet.

"Watch out!"

The next second, she fell into a strong chest. Even if she didn't look at the man, she knew who he was judging from his smell.

Michelle pushed him away subconsciously and stepped back in panic. "Don't touch me."

Her eyes were full of disgust, as if she thought he was very dirty. Seeing this, Scott couldn't help feeling cold again.

"Go away. I don't want to see you. You'd better not appear in my sight from now on."

Michelle kept a distance from him all the time. She had a headache before, but now it seemed to be more painful when she saw him.

With tears in his eyes, Scott said softly, "Michelle, calm down. We can talk about it later."

"I have nothing to talk to you. Get out!" While speaking, Michelle grabbed a pillow on the bed and threw it at him.

Scott didn't dodge but stood there quietly, letting her get angry on him.

Seeing that he didn't dodge, Michelle was stunned, but she didn't stop.

She walked to the bedside table, picked up the table lamp and threw it at him, but Scott still didn't dodge. The lamp just hit his forehead, oozing blood.

At that moment, Michelle widened her eyes and looked at him in astonishment. "Why don't you dodge?"

Regardless of the wound on his head, Scott replied with a smile, "you go on."

"Madman."

Yes, Michelle really thought he was crazy. Only the crazy would be so stupid.

Michelle was out of breath. As long as she thought of what Scott had done with that woman in bed, her heart trembled with pain, and her hatred for the man in front of her deepened.

If Scott wanted to get her forgiveness in this way, he would underestimate her.

"Michelle, I know you hate me. It doesn't matter as long as you stay with me." Scott still smiled.

time. Now, immediately, disappear from my sight.

case, Michelle had to force him to leave with death. She really hated this

worried that she would really jump down, so he hurriedly comforted her, "Okay,

bedroom door and

was closed again, Michelle felt as if all her strength had

autumn, the wind of memory swept through the depths of heart. One gently opened a page of old

gradually turned yellow. The wind blew away the flowers full of trees,

she sat quietly like a lotus. The tenderness in her eyes was filled with the faint sadness

just were separated while walking.

meet people, and there would always be people who retreat halfway. The law of conservation of this relationship was very fair, and it was also a good news for

about something. When one turned around, he only saw your back. The good memories of the past were still in today's sobs, and reluctance to leave was

was the one who was hurt when she loved someone

just want to ask you, will you feel sorry for hurting

that Michelle was squatting

this, but she didn't expect that the latter would immediately say, "it doesn't matter if I'm blind. I'm

Now that you are awake, let's go out for

were a variety of

head, indicating that she didn't want to go

want to face him and didn't know

the door, Scott had been standing there all the time and didn't want

the living room and patted him on the shoulder

looked at him and said

forget the

wouldn't be distracted by Michelle. After all, the whole company was waiting for

"Michelle, you can't always be like this in the future. You and Scott still have a long way to

Emily's shoulder and

tears gushing out again. At this moment, she really wanted to leave C

even if she left, what could she do? Scott would go to

not leave. Because there were too many memories between her parents in that family and the whole C

light, and time went by

beautiful silhouettes danced in the dark night, and the longing became stronger and stronger.

take to return to the original sweet

many times would it take to return to

their heart. No matter how strong it was, it would be stranded on the other

I will transfer the money to your account soon. But next, I

up the phone, a black figure stood in front of the mirror. Although the light in the room was not turned on, one could

" As she spoke, a trace

only the dead would not fight for anything.

Three days later.