Winson’s POV
I came to Natashsa and held Natashsa’s shoulders. “Natasha, don’t be afraid. I’ll take you away.”
As soon as I finished speaking, I lifted Natashsa up in my arms.
Natasha wanted to push me away.
Jack stepped forward, stopped me and snapped, “Winson, how dare you take away the people I brought?”
“I not only dare, but also have to do so. Get out of my way.”
Agina didn’t want to make things too ugly, so she immediately went forward to persuade him.
I immediately took Natashsa out of the banquet hall.
After entering the elevator, Natashsa breathed more smoothly, but her voice was still weak. “Put me down.”
I lowered my head and stared at the girl in my arms. I didn’t say anything or let her go.
i carried Natashsa into the car.
On the way, Natashsa gradually calmed down.
She raised her hand and tried to move it. She immediately shouted, “Winson, stop the car.”
I won’t.
Annoyed, Natasha stretched out her hand and grabbed the steering wheel. “Who do you think you are? Why do you control me? I let you stop the car.”
“Natasha, don’t do this.” After the car wobbled on the road, I finally stepped on the brake.
Natasha opened the door and got out of the car.
I ran to her, held her tightly in my arms and kissed her on the lips.
This is my wife, my wife who has been hurt by me.
No one knows how conflicted I am at the moment.
It turned out that she hated me so much.
No matter how hard Natasha tried, she couldn’t push me away, so she bit my lips hard.
The smell of blood spread, and I was willing to let her go.
Natasha raised her hand and slapped me again and again, but I didn’t stop her.
I’m willing to smash my dignity to the ground and trample on it by Natashsa, hoping that she can vent her anger.
Natashsa withdrew her hand.
I pulled her into my arms again and said sadly, “Natasha, you can’t lie to me anymore. I know clearly that you’re really back. Natasha, it’s not that you don’t love me anymore. You just hate me, right?”
Natasha’s pov
I pushed him away and looked straight into his eyes. The hatred in my eyes was so strong that it could not be hidden, “Winson, you are really crazy.”
He was eager to talk to Natasha, who was still alive.
“Natasha, don’t hide it anymore. You can’t forget it. It’s my fault. I was so stupid. I didn’t trust you enough and mistook you for giving up and betraying me. It’s me who used your family to threaten you, hurt you and kill you again and again. It’s me who indirectly killed Uncle, aunt, Bran. It’s also me who killed our Villson…”
Speaking of the child , I couldn’t control my hatred anymore.
“Clap!” without any hesitation, I slapped hard across Winson’s face, almost using up all my strength.
My parents, Edmend, Bran, and Villson had so many lives. He dared to mention.
With a thump, Winson knelt down in front of me, held my right hand with both hands and said with regret, “Natasha, you hit me and scolded me and hated me. I have accepted everything. I just want you. Please don’t deny me anymore. Please don’t…”
I lifted my foot and kicked hard at his shoulder with my high heels.
Winson fell to the ground.
I bent over and grabbed Winson’s collar, and my eyes were as red as crazy. “You beg me? Winson, go back and look at yourself in the mirror. Look at your disgusting face carefully. Don’t overestimate yourself. You don’t even have the qualifications to beg me!”
Winson’s eyes were filled with grief. “Natasha, I’m really… Really sorry.”
I let go of his hand that was tearing his hair and slapped him hard again. I roared hoarsely, and the blue veins on his neck bulged.
“Shut up, Winson. You will never say sorry. If you apologize, then my family, my child, all the torture we have suffered, which is more painful than death, is nothing? Your apology is to ease your guilt? No way!”
Winson’s heart was so painful that he could hardly breathe.
He reached out and held my hand tightly. His voice was full of hope. “Natasha, tell me, what should I do to make you happy again?”
“Then go to hell. If you die, I will be happy.”
Winson stood up and asked, “Natasha, are you serious?”
“What? You don’t dare?”
Winson stepped forward and held me in his arms. He whispered, “Natasha, I will satisfy you whatever you want. But I really want to tell you, Natasha, I love you.”
“Fuck off! I pushed him away in disgust. When I was about to reach out to fight back, Winson turned around and ran towards the main road without hesitation.
The sound of brake came through. I just watched Winson being hit by a car coming from behind for a few meters. Then he fell to the ground and rolled several circles before finally stopping.