Winson’s POV
When I arrived at the door of Sasha’s ward, I almost used up all my strength.
I opened the door with my trembling hands and looked inside expectantly.
But there was only Sasha in the big ward.
Seeing Winson come, Sasha, who was lying on her side, smiled in surprise. “Brother, you come to see me. Why are you also wearing hospital clothes? You…”
I asked anxiously, “where is Natasha?”
“She went downstairs to see uncle and aunt off. After a while…”
Before I could finish my words, I closed the door, turned around and left.
After entering the elevator, I leaned against the wall and took a deep breath.
When the elevator arrived at the first floor, I took a deep breath and opened my eyes.
The door was opened slowly. Not far away from the in-patient department, the figure of Natashsa bumped into my eyes by accident.
It’s Natasha. It’s really my Natasha.
It’s that living… Natasha who has never been hurt by me
With tears in my eyes, I staggered towards her, regardless of the pain in my body.
Natasha’s POV
I was in a good mood because of my father’s warmth and love, with a smile on my lips.
But when I raised my head casually, I saw Winson, who almost fell down several times and was staring, walking towards me with his hands on his lower abdomen.
Didn’t father just say that this man was still in a coma?
Why was he here with wounds?
What did he want to do? Making trouble?
Winson stood in front of me,
The sadness and sorrow in Winson’s eyes at the moment made me feel strange.
It didn’t look like Winson,
Winson stepped forward, held my cheek and lowered his head to kiss me.
At the corner of his eyes, a drop of hot tear fell on my face at the moment when his lips fell
I slapped him across the face without hesitation.
Was this bastard crazy?
The slap was so loud that even Philip, who was a few steps away, was startled.
But Winson didn’t get angry. Enduring the pain in his body, he hugged me tightly.
“Natasha……”
I tried to push him away, but only heard a low groan from his mouth.
I know. I pushed Winson’s wound.
But even so, Winson didn’t let her go.
“Winson, you’d better let go of me at once. Otherwise, if you die in my hands, don’t blame me for being ruthless.”
“Natasha, I owe you. Even if I die in your hands, I still deserve it.”
Winson turned his head,
“It’s all my fault, please give me a chance to stay with you and make up for what I have done to you, okay?”
There was something wrong with his words.
“Winson, if you want to go crazy, go somewhere else.”
Winson shook his head firmly. “Natasha, I’m not crazy. Others don’t understand, but you must know what I’m talking about.”
Well, Winson, you are reborn.
Then it was time to settle accounts!
I pushed his wound hard.
The wound that Winson had just sewed was torn again, and blood gushed out again.
If it weren’t for Villson, I would have torn his wound and let him die!
Winson’s hands, which had been holding me tightly, loosened a little because of the pain and the loss of strength.
I raised my hand and pushed it towards his shoulder, leaving two bloody fingerprints on his shoulder.
The fingerprint made Philip tremble with fear.
Winson couldn’t stand steadily. He took two steps back and fell to the ground.
Seeing this, Philip quickly stepped forward and bent over to support him
“I thought you hurt your belly, but it turned out that your brain is hurt. Don’t get in my way.”
I turned around and was about to leave.
Winson couldn’t stand up because of the pain. He pushed away Philip’s support, rushed forward and grabbed my trousers. He said weakly, “Natasha.”
Winson’s eyes were full of sadness. “Natasha, you can’t lie to me. You know what I’m talking about.”
I squatted down and looked into his eyes. Pursing my lips, I said, “well, you are so stubborn. Tell me, what are you talking about?”
He blinked and said sadly, “Villson!”
After saying that, Winson fixed his eyes on my face.
I sneered, “in the daytime, I asked you what you wanted to confess to me, but you told me Villson? Winson, are you insane?”
I stood up and looked at Philip. Pointing at my head, “your master should have his brain checked.”
I’ll turn around and leave.
I won’t let Winson know that I came back from my previous life.
I just want Winson to face a ‘know nothing’ Natashsa who he could do nothing about.
I’ll go back to Sasha’s ward.
Sasha said, “Natasha, you’re finally back. My brother came to see you just now. Why is he also wearing a hospital gown? There’s something wrong with his face. He…”
I said coldly, “he was also injured last night. His lower abdomen was stabbed two times.”
“Two stabs?” Sasha exclaimed, “my back is stabbed by a knife, and it hurts so much. My brother has been stabbed two times, and his belly is still… It must be very painful, but why does he walk so fast?”
“I don’t know.”
Sasha was a little worried. “He seems to be in a hurry to see you. Do you want to see him?”
“No.”
“Natasha…”
“Have a good rest. Cut the crap.”
Sasha immediately stopped talking,
Winson’s POV
I was pushed back to the operating room and the wound was stitched.
With tears on her face, Selina asked, “Winson, are you okay?”
“Where is Natasha?”
Selina replied in a hurry, “Natasha is taking care of Sasha.”
The only thing I want to do now is to guard my Natasha.
Enduring the pain in my lower abdomen, I said in a weak voice, “send me to Sasha’s ward and live with her.”
Selina was stunned for a moment and said, “Winson, Sasha is also injured and needs rest. If you two live together, it will affect your rest.”
“Send me there!”
“When your wounds recover a little…”
Before Selina could finish her words, I had already taken off the quilt and was about to get up.
No, I can’t wait a minute.
In this life, the trajectory of life was obviously different.
Natasha cancelled the engagement with me, and Sasha escaped.
Although Natashsa didn’t admit that she came back with the memories of her previous life, just like me.
But I always feel that Sasha can’t do something alone.
“Winson, what are you doing? Your wound has been torn. Don’t you want to die?”
If I lose Natasha, what else do I have to live for?
“Send me there. Don’t stop me!”
Selina said in a cold voice, “Winson, haven’t you figured out the situation yet? Now we are not going to stop you. It’s Natasha who cancelled the engagement. It’s Natasha who abandoned you!”
My heart ached.
Yes, Natasha abandoned me.
Natasha… Hate me.
I don’t care. I will get her back. ”
I leaned against the wall and walked out of the ward.