She Killed My Ex

Chapter 93 I Am Absolutely Blind

Chapter 93 I Am Absolutely Blind

Facing Bentley Shawn, Marissa Smith is very nervous, "Mr. Shawn, I just think Caroline Jameson really hurts."

She is explaining why she helped Caroline Jameson hide the source of so much money from the man in front of her.

Bentley Shawn is not in a good mood at the moment.

The woman's last bitter words have been ringing in his ears, which can't disappear. Hearing what Marissa Smith is saying at the moment, "Caroline Jameson really hurts.", a sardonic grin suddenly appears on his thin lips:

"Marissa Smith, I don't have any good people."

Does that woman really hurt? Then why did she curse and humiliate her dead former friend?

Does such a person hurt?

He is very angry, unspeakably!

He was not as angry as he is today when he found her humble and pitiful!

Caroline Jameson was proud and heroic in his impression, she would never make such a humiliation and abuse to a dead person!

But today, she is a real eye-opener. Gratuitous anger and unexplained disappointment are overwhelming. He doesn't understand what he is disappointed in!

Marissa Smith's forehead is dripping with cold sweat, and the man in front of her could decide her life and death in a word.

But she doesn't regret it!

"Mr. Shawn, it was my fault to disobey your orders. I am willing to accept punishment." says Marissa Smith with a straight spine.

For an instant, there is a distant look in Bentley Shawn's eyes. He sees Caroline Jameson's appearance in his memory in Marissa Smith. She was also brave to assume the responsibility, she had the same straight spine when facing him, and she was also regretless.

"Go to the Punishment Hall to receive the punishment tomorrow morning." Bentley Shawn said this firmly in a cold voice and walked out with his slender thighs.

Leaning against the white wall behind, Marissa Smith was weak, and breathed a sigh of relief for a while.

Marissa Smith exhaled a foul air, raised her arm and wiped the cold sweat on her forehead. It is a good thing that Bentley Shawn let her go to the Punishment Hall for punishment.

On second thought, she was wondering how it went on Caroline Jameson.

Marissa Smith didn't hesitate to walk in the direction of Caroline Jameson's ward.

Just before arriving at the ward, Marissa Smith raised her hand and was about to knock at the door. Suddenly, her raised hand paused in mid-air, and she cocked her ears to listen. It was not her illusion that there was a depressive roar.

Across the door, there is a depressed, low, rough, unlistenable and beast-like roar. This is the fool's ruined voice, her unique voice.

It's depressed, muffled, like a wounded little beast, which dare not make widely known.

Marissa Smith, like a sculpture, stood at the ward door and did not move for a long time.

It's unknown how long time has passed. In the ward, the depressive neigh in the throat gradually disappeared. Marissa Smith concentrated more on listening and confirmed that the person in the ward was quiet.

She didn't rush in, and about a quarter of an hour passed. Marissa Smith had been standing at the doorway and waited for a quarter of an hour before she raised her arm and knocked on the door again.

She opened the door and got in.

At first glance, she saw the person on the bed, who happened to look at her.

Two eyes met each other. A gentle smile raised on Marissa Smith's delicate face: "How are you, Callie?"

"Well. I'm all right, "said the woman on the bed, the injury of whom was unable to discover now. " The doctor said I was lucky. "

That calm appearance made Marissa Smith feel a bit depressed in her heart. If she hadn't heard the repressive neigh at the door, she would have believed her words.

Marissa Smith looked at Caroline Jameson, her eyes being deep, with a little consideration. After all, she raised her smile again, walked towards Caroline Jameson, pulled a chair and sat at Caroline Jameson's bedside. She reached out her hands and put them on the back of Caroline Jameson's hands: "It's good to be all right. Take good care of yourself. Your knees are badly hurt this time. "

Marissa Smith wanted to catch Caroline Jameson, shook her shoulder desperately, and asked her: "Why don't you cry? Why don't you say anything? Why do you pretend to be all right?"

Are you sure you are fine? Then why do you neigh at the place where no one else can see you! Why can I hear the heart-wrenching oppression in your neighs?

Clearly, Caroline Jameson is the most uncomfortable person, but Marissa Smith is the one with trembling palms.

Marissa Smith seems to have seen her past in Caroline Jameson. She wants to forget the damn past but remembers it clearly again today because of Caroline Jameson!

"Hungry?" For a long time, Marissa Smith suppressed her inner emotional fluctuation and tried to keep calm in the face of Caroline Jameson: "What would you like to eat? I'll go get it."

With this, she stood up and was about to leave. Suddenly, her arm was grabbed and a rough voice from the bed behind her called, "Marissa."

Marissa Smith didn't look back.

The rough voice behind her said, "Can you lend me your shoulder?"

Marissa Smith finally trembled at the tip of her heart. Her eyes were sore, and she didn't speak. When she turned around, she was surrounded by a pair of arms around her waist, and her chest was covered with a head.

Marissa Smith clearly feels that the head is in her arms, which is trembling slightly. She can't see Caroline Jameson's expression but can guess that this fool must be secretly crying.

Well, this is a good thing.

A person who doesn't cry has finally learned to cry.

"Callie, do you remember that I have said that I hung out in Lehcaster, and I was used to indifference, but I gave you special treatment. It's not because that I was kind-hearted. I don't profess to be a good person, but I still have a little kindness for you.

Callie, I thought you and the old me were so alike in the past.

Now, however, in fact, I find that we are not alike at all.

I just know that you were born into a wealthy family, and you are the daughter of the Jameson Family, a wealthy family in Lehcaster.

I have always been a child of a poor family.

I have suffered from hardships since I was a child, so I was able to survive from what happened later. Thanks to the hardships I had been suffering since childhood.

You are different. You were pampered and lacked nothing. After this humiliation, you can still keep your pride in your bones. Caroline Jameson, you are far stronger than me. "

Getting up again from weathered snow rain and childhood hardships cannot be compared with growing up in prosperity from childhood but being devastated and still being able to live a good life. Marissa Smith felt that Caroline Jameson was tougher than weeds.

It's hard to imagine that the daughter of a big group has the tough characteristics of weeds. Text © owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

"Marissa," Caroline Jameson didn't look up, still buried in Marissa Smith's chest, and suddenly said sullenly, "Marissa, they said that I killed someone because of jealousy. I deliberately designed to kill my best friend Winnie Carter, the favorite woman of Mr. Shawn."

"I don't believe it. You disdain to do such a thing. "

Marissa Smith said lightly.

Caroline Jameson buried in Marissa Smith's arms suddenly burst into tears.

Bentley Shawn, I'm absolutely blind! A person who has been together for half a year knows me better than you!