Winson's pov

"Winson, go to hell!"

She raised her hand, along with the knife hidden under her sleeve, and stabbed at me fiercely. Blood instantly gushed out from my shoulder

I looked at Natasha in disbelief. If I hadn't moved sideways, the knife would have stabbed into my heart.

Seeing this, the driver got out of the car in a hurry.

"Fuck off!"

Hearing the sharp voice, the driver quickly hid aside and looked from afar.

"Natasha, are you really crazy?"

"I'm crazy. If you hate me, come at me. Why did you destroy our family group? Why did you force my mother to death? Why did you feed my child to wolves?"

I said sarcastically, "Natasha, your mother slutty like you. She hooked my father and threw my mother into the river. She died unjustly."

Slap.

I was slapped hard on the face.

Although Natasha didn't have any strength, she had used all her strength to slap me..

"No way."

"Bitch, you deserve it. I almost died in the fire that day. It was Wendy who tried her best to save me. But what about you? You were having fun with another man."

Natasha roared, "no, I didn't. It's Wendy..."

"Shut up. You are so vicious. Even if Wendy wants to destroy you, you deserve it."

Natasha's weak body crashed into the car. The wound on her arm, which had been bitten by a wolf, began to dye blood stains, and her sleeves were soaked red.

Natasha's POV

At that time, Emily and Wendy were gang raped by a group of men. Emily died on the spot, and Wendy's uterus was injured. She was infertile for the rest of her life.

Winson looked into it again and again, and found out that it was me.

At that time, he also pinched my neck and questioned, "you know Emily saved my life. Why did you hurt her?"

No matter how hard I tried to explain, Winson just didn't believe it.

He firmly believed that I did something wrong because of jealousy.

Later, Winson found out that the death of his brother was related to my family

"Yes, it's all my fault. I shouldn't have loved you. I shouldn't have climbed into your bed. I shouldn't have married you..."

"Winson, I don't dare to love you anymore. I will give my life to you. Can you give my mother and daughter back to me?"

Winson's POV

As she spoke, she pulled out the knife on my shoulder--

I felt a pain on my shoulder and realized that it was too late for Natasha to move.

I saw the knife pierce into Natasha's heart,

She fell back

"Natasha..."

I sat outside the operating room and waited anxiously.

When I first saw the bite wounds on Natasha's arms and legs, my heart seemed to have been gouged out.

There was a rush of running behind . It was Wendy.

"Winson, is Natasha okay? Oh my God, Winson, what's wrong with your shoulder?"

Wendy squatted down to check my wound.

"How did you tell Natasha about the baby?"

"I was about to tell you. Last night, I asked someone to give the child to Natasha. This morning, when I went there to see her, I heard that Natasha actually... Put the child..."

"What's wrong?"

"She didn't want your child, so she threw it away."

I clenched my fists.

Wendy held my arm gently

"Winson, please don't be angry. Natasha was probably too angry at that time. The servant said that after Natasha threw the child out, she immediately regretted. As a result, several wolves came to the mountain behind her,

She followed a wolf to grab the child. She was bitten and hurt seriously. I don't know if she is all right. "

I stood up coldly and was about to leave.

Wendy stood up and asked, "Winson, Winson, where are you going? Natasha..."

"From now on, you don't have to tell me anything about her. It has nothing to do with me."

Wendy's POV

Seeing Winson walking away, I raised my eyebrows slightly.

I have been with Winson for so long, but he never gave me a caring look.

I snorted and ordered, "call aunt."

"Yes, sir."

I turned around to look at the door of the operating room. "Natasha, go to hell and feel it yourself."

Natasha's POV

When I woke up again, I was in the ward.

But before I could look around, a pair of big hands grabbed my hair and pulled me up from the bed.

Winson's aunt, Phiona.

"Bitch, how dare you kill my nephew with a knife? You are courting death!"

Looking at the ferocious look on Phiona's face, i felt ironic. In terms of the damage to Winson, this Phiona was truly ruthless.

But now, she came to question me?

Phiona raised her hand and said, "bitch, how dare you look at me like that?"

"Mom, what are you talking about with this kind of woman? I've told you that if you give her to me, I have many ways to make her life worse than death."

It was Osen, the son of Phiona.

He was a little bloated, tall and strong.

He looked at me up and down with an evil smile on his lips. He looked indescribably obscene.

Osen was a notorious womanizer.

Enduring the pain on her body, I tried her best to make my voice sound calm. "I don't need you to interfere in the matter between Winson and me. I want to see Winson."

Phiona shouted in a sharp voice:

"Do you still want to see Winson? Oh, stop dreaming. My Winson hates you very much now. He said that from now on, your life or death has nothing to do with him. Osen, you can play with this woman."

Osen stepped forward.

After Phiona opened the door and left, Osen began to unbutton his clothes while walking towards the bed.

"I've always wanted to have a try. I didn't expect that I would get what I wanted one day."

"Osen, you'd better behave yourself. I'm still Winson's wife."

"So what? I want his woman."

I raised my hand with difficulty and wanted to ring the bell to ask someone for help.

Osen stepped forward and held my hand.

"Now even if the king comes, you can't run away."

Then he lowered his head and wanted to kiss me.

I turned my head away, struggled to dodge, and shouted hard, "help... No, help!"

Osen was impatient. He slapped me across the face, covered my mouth with one hand and pulled my hospital gown away with the other.

The door of the ward was suddenly pushed open from the outside.

Osen turned around and said angrily, "who the hell... Winson? Why are you here?"

Wearing a hospital gown, Winson shifted his gaze from Osen to me, with a fierce look on his face.

Osen reacted and jumped off the bed.

"Winson, don't get me wrong. She asked me to come here. I came to see her like this and refused. But she... Seduced me, so I..."

When I was about to say something, I saw Wendy following behind Winson. She looked at me in surprise.

"Oh my God, Natasha, what are you doing? How can you betray Winson at this time..."

Seeing that there was no response on Winson's face, Wendy walked up to him and said in a somewhat sad voice, "Natasha, although Winson doesn't say anything, I know that he has always been worried about you. But how can you do such a thing with his cousin just to revenge on him? What are you doing?"

"Shut up! Don't confuse right and wrong here. It was Osen..."

Osen stepped forward and interrupted me. He pointed at my face and shouted, "Natasha, don't wrong me. I saw that you were injured just now and clearly refused you. It was you who said that you were unwilling to see Winson and Wendy together, so even if you died, you had to follow me. Winson, believe me. If she didn't take the initiative, how could I dare to hurt your woman? I don't have the courage."

Winson said in a cold voice, "make me sad? Well, she doesn't deserve it."

I wanted to explain, but when I heard this, my heart seemed to be frozen in an instant.

"Winson, please don't say that. Natasha was also confused for a while. It's all my fault. If it weren't for me, Natasha wouldn't be so angry with you. It's my fault. Winson, please forgive her."

"Wendy, who wants your hypocrisy? Get out of here!"

Winson put his arm around Wendy's shoulder

"Speaking of hypocrisy, who can compare with you?"

I tried so hard to maintain my relationship with him, but what did I get in the end?

It was so ironic.

Wendy shook her head at Winson and said, "no, Winson. I grew up with Natasha. I know her well. She is not that kind of person. There must be some misunderstanding between you and Natasha."

"Natasha, haven't you always said that you were wronged? These days, aunt has signs of waking up. As long as she wakes up and tells the truth of the car accident,you will be clear. At that time, you and Winson can get back together. Don't worry. I won't take Winson away from you. I just want you to be happy."

I'm a little surprised. Is my mother-in-law going to wake up?

Osen said sarcastically, "look, You are so vicious. I feel pity for Winson. Winson, why don't you just..."

Winson cast a cold glance at Osen.

Winson disdained to be with someone like Osen. "Get out of here."

Seeing the horrible look in Winson's eyes, Osen didn't finish his words. He quickly bent down, picked up his clothes on the ground and walked out.

Wendy said, "Winson, can I have a talk with Natasha alone? I want to persuade her."

"There's no need. I have told you that from now on, the life or death of this woman has nothing to do with us."

Then he walked out with Wendy in his arms.

Mom, I won't let you die for nothing. I will clear up the grievance for you.

For the next few days, Winson didn't show up in front of me.

As for Wendy, she came here to provoke me from time to time, just like what she is doing now.

Seeing that her words no longer work on me.

Wendy knew that I should have given up on Winson.

But she was not satisfied.

"Oh, by the way, I have something to tell you. When I came here just now, I received a phone call. Auntie woke up."

Wendy snickered, "you finally have an expression on your annoying face. It seems that Auntie will really be good for you if she wakes up. But do you think I will let your wish succeed?"

"Wendy, what do you want?"

"I want to push you into hell. So, of course, I want to make the person who is good for you never speak."

Wendy raised her wrist and looked at her watch. "Winson has received the news and is rushing over from the company. I don't have time to talk to you anymore. I have to completely destroy your hope before he comes back."

With an evil smile, Wendy turned around and walked out of the ward.

No, I couldn't let anything happen to my mother-in-law

I pulled out the infusion set, got out of bed and rushed forward to hold Wendy's hand.

"Are you crazy? She is Winson's mother."

Wendy smiled evilly, "so what? I will get rid of anyone who blocks my way."

Wendy pushed me away and I fell to the ground. It hurt so much that I couldn't get up for a long time.

Wendy opened the door and left.

I struggled to get up, chased out and pulled the nurse passing by.

"Wendy wants to kill Winson's mother. Please stop her for me..."

The nurse pushed me away in disgust. "Are you crazy? Why are you pulling me?."

Another nurse came over and whispered, "Hey, why are you angry with her? She is a real lunatic. She has lived in a psychiatric hospital for a year. She gave birth to a child and fed the wolf herself. Don't care about her."

The two nurses left.

I have no choice but to chase myself. I can't let Wendy succeed.

If mother in law died, my mother would die in vain.

No way.

Natasha staggered all the way to Selina's ward.

In the ward, only Wendy sat beside the mother in law bed.

On the bed, mother in law was closing his eyes, just like usual.

Mother in law didn't wake up. Wendy must have a purpose to lie.

Thinking of that Winson didn't trust me very much now, I was afraid that if I stayed here, I would cause more trouble. So I turned around and was about to leave.

However, Wendy picked up the fruit knife on the table and said slowly, "as long as you get out of this door, your mother in law will die, and you will become the murderer of her."

I turned around and saw Wendy put the fruit knife on Selina's neck with a vicious smile on her face.

"Wendy, don't be silly. She is Winson's mother. Don't you love her?"

"Yes, I love him, so I have to remove all the obstacles that hinder my love for him."

"I won't be a stumbling block to you. I will divorce him."

"Divorce? Well, it's not enough,"

Wendy stood up, lifted the knife and stabbed it into Selina's body.

I pushed Wendy.

But the knife in Wendy's hand still fell into Selina's left lower abdomen.

When the blood gushed out, I grabbed Wendy's arm and shook her off with all my strength..

Selina's lower abdomen was instantly stained with blood.

I reached out and pressed the wound. In fear, I shouted to the outside, "help! Help!"

Lying on the ground, Wendy didn't move. She just chuckled and said, "Natasha, I'll definitely win this time, because I'm more poisonous than you."

After saying that, Wendy stabbed the fruit knife into her shoulder.

The position of the wound was exactly the same as that of Winson's.

I was confused. I finally understood Wendy's purpose.

Wendy was indeed poisonous.

Just then, a nurse pushed the door open and came in.

Wendy shouted excitedly, "help me. She wants to kill her."

Seeing the situation in the ward, the nurse shouted "help" in fear, turned around and ran out.

A few seconds later, Winson pushed the door open and broke in.

Seeing the mess in the ward, Winson panicked.

Wendy crawled to Winson's feet and grabbed the hem of his trousers.

"Winson, help her. She was hurt."

Winson stepped forward and saw me was holding the wound on her mother's lower abdomen tightly. He shook me off..

I looked at Winson and said in a hurry, "not me."

The security guards and medical staff were called over by the nurses who left first.

The medical staff pushed the injured Selina out.

I got up and grabbed Winson's arm.

"Trust me. It's really not me. No one in the world wants mother in law to wake up more than I do. It's Wendy, it's her..."

Wendy cried in a low voice, "Natasha, I don't care about your injury to me and help you to bear all the charges, but... You shouldn't be so vicious. That's Winson's mother. You... Are you afraid that your words will be exposed when auntie wakes up? So you want to kill her? If I'm not here today, who are you going to find to help you take the blame?"

Winson pinched my neck until I was almost suffocated.

"Natasha! If anything happens to my mother, I'll let your whole family pay for it."

Then he helped Wendy up who was still bleeding.

Wendy only took two steps before she fainted.

Winson picked her up and left quickly.

Why don't you trust me? Winson, why don't you trust me!

The doctor said that Selina had lost too much blood and suffered serious physical damage. She might not wake up in a short time.

The door of the cell was opened.

Several women rushed in and dragged me out.

"Who are you? Let go of me!"

They ignored me and dragged me into the bathroom.

"What the hell do you want to do... HMM..."

Before I could finish my words, my head was pressed into the toilet.

I choked on water several times.

When I was about to suffocate, my head was pulled up

My head was pushed into the water again.

This time, I was choked and passed out before being dragged out.

The woman in the lead slapped and kicked me hard.

"I have no enmity with you. Why did you do this to me?"

The crowd burst into laughter.

"Of course someone asked us to take care of you."

"Winson asked you to die. How long do you think you can live?"

"It's impossible. It's not him. You are lying."

"Believe it or not, it's up to you."

After saying that, the man said to the people beside him, "let's do it."

The man next to her took out a knife and walked towards me.

I shouted "help", turned around and was about to run out, but my hair was grabbed and pulled back.

"At this point, your life is not up to you." "No, No."

With a sinister smile on her face, she slashed the knife at my face.

I lowered my head to avoid it, and the knife cut my throat.

"How dare you hide?"

The woman grabbed my hair and cut it into pieces from the top of her head with a knife.

I lay on the ground with blood all over my face, and my eyes were filled with despair and heartache.

For a month, the group of people had been torturing at midnight and never stopped.

They will pull me out, let me squat in the corner and pee on me.

They will let me lick their shoes until they are spotless.

They gave me leftovers and beat me every day just to listen to me begging for mercy.

I was so desperate that I used the knife I secretly picked up to cut my wrist.

When the blood was slowly drawn away from my body, I knew that I couldn't wait for Winson.

Bye, Winson

Natasha's pov

Philip came to me when I woke up in the hospital and told me that if I comit suicide again, my father and brother would die.

I really don't dare to commit suicide for my father and brother.

But because of what happened last time, I was tortured more miserably after I went back to prison.

There were new and old scars one after another.

I gradually became numb.

I don't struggle anymore. I don't want to be slaughtered.

I can't even feel that I'm still alive.

I only hope that my father and brother can live.

..

In the early morning, the prison door was suddenly opened with a bang.

"Natasha, come out."

The voice sounded extraordinarily abrupt in the middle of the night.

I stood up numbly and dragged my tired body out of the ward.

I had thought that as usual, i would face all kinds of bullying today.

But strangely, they changed my clothes and sent me to the prison gate.

There is still one year left before I am released from prison

The prison guard said coldly, "behave yourself when you go out."

When I walked out of the prison, it rained.

I looked up at the dark sky, and the rain thorns fell down like needles.

Suddenly, a bright light came from the car light.

But then someone got out of the car and held an umbrella

"Natasha, long time no see."

Seeing the face of the person, I took a step back inexplicably.

This was Philip, Winson's butler.

"Winson is waiting for you in the car. Please get in."

"Did he get me out?"

Philip bowed respectfully without saying anything.

I walked over, got on the lengthened luxury car and sat diagonally opposite Winson.

Winson was still as noble and cold as ever.