Mistakenly Love You To The Bones

When pulling the gloves, Elena Kent showed no mercy. The cloth was rubbed on the wrist of Amelia White, and caused a burning pain.

Elena Kent falsely laughed twice, rolled her gloves into a ball, and threw them directly into the nearby trash can: “How can you still wear gloves when cooking? Come on, don’t dally any more. If you’re slow for a while, and make aunt angry again. I won’t help you.”

It’s like when she helped Amelia White.

Amelia White was silent for a moment, and simply turned around. First, she cleaned her hands with cold water, and then they began to cut vegetables.

Elena Kent looked at the door frame for a while. Seeing that Amelia White was really cooking, she suddenly felt a little dull. His eyes were rolling, and she did not know what bad ideas she was holding.

She didn’t feel the pungent ingredients when she first met them. When she washed them more, cut them for a long time, it was inevitable that there would be a sense of pungent stimulation, which slowly spread through her skin.

Amelia White raised her hand, and the palm turned red.

She could only cut the vegetables more carefully.

“Have you finished? Why are you so slow?” Elena Kent’s urging voice suddenly came from outside.

Amelia White’s action trembled. She was not careful. The red pepper on her hand immediately rubbed on her wrist, and a sense of pain slowly rushed to her brain. She clenched her teeth to barely control her voice.

When she looked down, the untreated wound was so stimulated that it became more ferocious and terrifying, and the red blood slowly spilled out.

Elena Kent stood at the door looking more and more proud.Property belongs to Nôvel(D)r/ama.Org.

The worse Amelia White was, the happier she felt. Seeing that Amelia White had no time to deal with the wound, she had to bite her teeth and continue to work. She snorted again, and was slightly satisfied.

She did not want to stay in such a place as the kitchen, so she turned around and went out directly.

At the moment when she turned her head, she accidentally bumped into Nicola Clinton who passed by here.

Her face froze, and she almost unconsciously moved aside two steps to block Nicola Clinton’s sight: “Nicola? Why did you come to the kitchen? There is heavy oil smoke here. Let’s go. I saw that she did a good job.”

Nicola Clinton is tall. He easily crosses Elena Kent’s head and sees a scene in the kitchen.

While cutting vegetables in Amelia White, the left wrist is still bleeding, and the red blood is overflowing, which makes it look more ferocious.

His heart was trembling, and his mood was inexplicably complicated for a moment.

“Nicola Clinton?” Elena Kent’s shout called back his thoughts.

He lowered his eyes, and his eyes fell on Elena Kent’s face. Then he turned around and hummed, “Let’s go.”

Elena Kent sighed, but at the same time, she was even more proud.

Does Nicola Clinton’s attitude mean that he left Amelia White in the Clinton family and really just wanted to torture Amelia White and let her atone for Bill Clinton?

Because the wound on the wrist was very painful, and because no one was able to assist, it took Amelia White nearly an hour to finish the dinner.

When the last dish was brought to the table, she was relieved and was about to leave when Laura Kent suddenly slapped her chopsticks heavily.

“What food did you cook here?”

Her face was dark and ugly, and she stared at Amelia White with a very unhappy expression.

Laura Kent’s taste is light, and she could not eat such a spicy food, not to mention her sense of fault finding from the beginning.

Amelia White pursed her lips and did not speak, leaving her to continue to scold.

Laura Kent was more and more angry: “Why, are you expressing your dissatisfaction to me like this? You…”

Seeing that the atmosphere was going to get colder, Elena Kent quickly stood up, patted Laura Kent on the shoulder, and comforted: “Aunt, don’t be angry, don’t be angry.”

She turned around and scolded Amelia White: “How can you cook a dish like this?”

Whether it is deliberate fault finding or other things, Amelia White has always been silent.

Elena Kent was also dissatisfied. After thinking about it, she said to Laura Kent, “It takes a lot of effort. I just stood outside the kitchen and saw from a distance that her hands were bleeding, so don’t blame her too much, aunt.”

“Bleeding?” Laura Kent looked and laughed that Amelia White had indeed seen the bandage slightly bandaged on her left wrist, but she was not at all soft hearted. Judging from her face, she seemed more angry.

Originally, she was still slapping chopsticks, but now she just put them down directly.

“Does bleeding mean that she is hard? It’s ridiculous. I’m also afraid that if her blood gets into the food, I can’t eat it!”

“Aunt?” Elena Kent and looked surprised, as if she had never expected Laura Kent to react like this.

Laura Kent did not pay any attention to her. She waved her hand and stood up. Her eyes were fixed on Amelia White, and her face was full of malice and hatred. “Who knows if she will have any diseases? After all, she is a woman from prison. Who knows what she has experienced?”

Every word is like a handful of salt on the wound of Amelia White.

She raised her head with cold eyes and even looked a little scary.

“What are you looking at? Am I wrong?” Laura Kent was not afraid of her. “You can seduce my son. Who knows if you will hook up with anyone else in order to survive in prison?”

“Other things can change, but the meanness in the bones cannot be changed!”

“I didn’t.” Amelia White said coldly.

His voice is particularly hoarse, and his words are somewhat gloomy.

She still squeezed her hands, raised her head, and said seriously, “I haven’t seduced anyone. You can hate me because you suspect that I killed Bill CLinton, but I haven’t done it.”

“You didn’t?” Laura Kent stared fiercely, “How dare you say you didn’t, and how dare you say you didn’t kill Bill Clinton?”

“I have nothing that I can’t say.” Amelia White looks unusually stubborn, “It has nothing to do with me…”

“Shut up!”

Laura Kent pushed Elena Kent away, stepped up to Amelia White and slapped her hands in the face.

Her own chest was still rising and falling, obviously very angry: “You mean thing, I said nothing wrong. You have been in prison for so long, and what’s strange about the possibility of getting dirty?”

“Someone!” She turned her head angrily after saying that, ” clean up all the dishes, and all the things stained with dirty people’s blood are fed to the dog!”

Elena Kent almost couldn’t help laughing when she was looking, but somehow she thought of where she was and tried her best to being restrained.