Telling Lies, loving you

Chapter 189 She Forgot Him

After comforting Michelle, the doctor winked at Scott, turned around and left.

Looking at Michelle, who still looked vigilant and strange, Scott smiled bitterly and went out.

When he arrived at the doctor's office, Scott sat opposite the doctor.

"The patient's brain is lack of oxygen because of drowning, so it's normal for her to lose her memory now. As long as she takes good care of herself for a period of time, I believe she will be fine. "

The doctor put his palms together on the desk and looked at Scott seriously.

"What? She lost her memory? Scott, how on earth do you protect her? " When Walter heard the news, he was so angry that he grabbed the collar of Scott and wanted to punch him.

However, Scott chose to close his eyes, waiting for the fist to come.

The pain didn't fall for a long time. He opened his eyes and saw Walter glaring at him. He also put down his hand in the air.

"Scott, let go of Michelle." Sitting on the bench of the hospital, Walter looked a little dispirited. He lowered his head and didn't go to see Scott.

After a short pause, Scott stood up angrily and looked down at Walter, "it's impossible. I will never let her leave me!"

"Scott, have you ever thought that Michelle would become like this all because of you. One or two times might be accidents, but the constant accidents must be deliberately done by someone. Scott, don't you think that someone is deliberately targeting you? " Walter's analysis hit the nail on the head of Scott.

"Then why didn't he come to me?" Scott continued to roar, even forgetting that they were in the hospital now.

"Because you are too powerful. They can't approach you."

The way Scott gnashed his teeth was frightening. In the ward, Michelle was lying on the bed but didn't fall asleep. She heard clearly the conversation between the two people outside.

She turned over and tears fell quietly, wetting the white pillow.

In fact, what Walter said was right. Scott was rich and powerful, and those who wanted to hurt him were not stupid enough to attack him. But was that really good?

The repeated harm to innocent people made Scott hate them even more. Because of them, he almost lost his beloved woman. He would never allow such a thing to happen.

Walter also felt bad, because Michelle's situation was not a selective amnesia, but a real amnesia. She had no impression of any of them.

She couldn't remember them. She was afraid of them and even tried to escape from them.

"What did the doctor say?"

Walter continued to ask after Scott calmed down. Just now, Scott was warned by the nurse here many times to be quiet. But he still lost his temper as if he hadn't heard it.

He had money. At the worst, he could buy the whole hospital!

"The doctor said that she might recover after a good sleep, or she might not be able to remember anything for the rest of her life." Scott was sitting on a blue chair in the corridor. He lowered his head and looked at the cold ground.

"Hey, Scott, if you really want her to be happy, please let her go. Since she doesn't remember who you are now, just cut off your intersection and return it to a parallel line, as if you have never known each other. " After saying that, Walter looked at Scott's absent-minded face and sighed again.

"No, I won't let her go!" Scott was out of control again. He roared and left angrily.

Looking at the direction he left, Walter guessed that he had gone to find a quiet place.

When he opened the door, he found that Michelle was sitting on the bed and watching TV. She didn't turn to him when she saw him. For her, they were strangers now. It didn't matter whether she looked at them or not.

Walter walked to the tea table and took out a can of tea. He remembered that it was her favorite drink.

Michelle looked at the hand in front of her and didn't refuse.

Sure enough, she was still a foodie.

Walter couldn't help laughing, while Michelle looked at him in confusion. There was not a strange look in her eyes, but a kind of warmth.

However, Walter didn't notice that.

"Have you really forgotten us? Forget about Scott? Don't get me wrong. I'm not testing you. "

Walter asked her for no reason, and Michelle nodded sincerely.

"Do you remember how you fell into the water?"

"I Fall into the water? " His question surprised Michelle. How did she fall into the water? Didn't the doctor say that she was just a minor illness? Why did she fall into the water?

"Forget it. Have a good rest. I'm leaving now." It was Scott's place. As an outsider, he couldn't stay here.

After Walter left, the room returned to peace. Michelle watched TV, but she didn't feel it interesting at all.

The door of the ward was pushed open. It was a completely strange face. It was a tall woman.

Michelle stepped back vigilantly, because she could feel the coldness radiating from this woman.

"Are you Miss Michelle?" The woman sat on the chair beside the bed and looked at Michelle.

Michelle didn't answer, but the woman continued, "I'm Scott's woman, Miss Michelle. I hope you can leave here and leave Scott. I know you only have one mother, so I won't let you leave with nothing. Is one million enough? "

Then she lowered her head and took out a letter from her bag. There should be a check in it.

Michelle seemed to have met such a scene before, and it was more than one or two times.

She frowned and looked at the woman in front of her. "I'm sorry. I think you must have made a mistake."

The woman was stunned, thinking that the money she gave was too little, so she said, "two million."

Michelle frowned and lowered her eyes, but the smile at the corners of her mouth deepened.

"I'm sorry, miss. I don't know why you are here. To be honest, I don't know the person named Scott at all. If you are his woman, you can go to him directly, not to find a person who has lost her memory. "

"You lost your memory?" The woman asked.

Michelle didn't answer her question, but continued to drink the unfinished bottle of cold tea with her head down. She just wanted to calm down and not think too much.

Two million was not attractive to her at all.

Seeing that there was no answer from her, the woman stood up and was about to leave, but suddenly she seemed to remember something. She turned around and looked at the person sitting on the bed. Then she took out a thick stack of envelope from her bag, and the envelope with a check of two million just now, and put it on the bedside table.

"I don't care if you have lost your memory or not. Anyway, just take the money and leave." The woman snorted, raising her eyebrows and smiling.

The door of the ward was closed again. Michelle stopped what she was doing and looked at the thick letter.

She picked up the thick and unsealed envelope and took out what was inside. In front of her were countless pictures of a man and a woman hugging each other intimately.

Among them, there were photos of them sleeping together, wedding photos, and photos of their kissing in life.

It turned out that he and many women had done this. Then what was she to him?

Tears fell from the corner of her eyes and fell on the back of her hand. She wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes before others found out. She wanted to make a joke with Scott, but she didn't expect that God had already made a big joke with her. Têxt © NôvelDrama.Org.

What a miserable life for her!

It turned out that he had played with so many women, and she was just his new favorite. If he was tired of her, he would throw her away.

Michelle held the photos tightly, wishing to tear them up!

'Scott you knew is just a hypocrite. His identity as a playboy never disappeared. Once it becomes a habit, it will be difficult to change it. '

Behind the photo, there was such a heartbreaking sentence.

Michelle lifted the quilt, put on her shoes and rushed out. She stayed in the hospital for so many days, so she was tired of it. She had planned to give him a surprise, but now, he gave her a shock.

When she got in the car to go home and checked out, she found that she didn't have any money with her.

When she didn't know what to do, she happened to meet Aunt Lucy upstairs. She turned to Aunt Lucy for help, and Aunt Lucy paid the fare for her without hesitation.

"Aunt Lucy, I'll pay you back some other day."

"Michelle, you don't look well. Are you sick? Your mother is not at home. Why don't you go to Auntie's house and have a rest? " Aunt Lucy looked at her pale face and asked with concern.

"I'm fine. Maybe I'm too tired. I'll be fine after a rest." Michelle refused Aunt Lucy's kindness. After all, she didn't like to owe others favors.

It was the most difficult thing to repay a favor.

"Well, have a good rest." Seeing that she refused, Aunt Lucy didn't want to continue, so she had to let her go home.

The spare key was under the blanket outside the door, so Michelle could go in smoothly. She looked at everything in the family and thought of her mother. Tears welled up in her eyes.

Now she was so lonely, helpless and wanted to cry

Sitting on the cold ground, she curled up and suddenly wanted to get drunk. But she knew drinking was not her specialty.

Some flowers were destined to go with the wind, and some love was destined to go with the wind. Fate was like the wind, coming without a shadow, leaving without a trace. The short-term love came and went in a hurry.

Then she fell asleep when she was crying. Vaguely, she heard someone knocking at the door.