"Achoo!" Amelia Wytte, who had woken up from a cold dream, sneezed and held her arms tightly.
She didn't know how long she had been here. She felt tired and hungry.
What tortured her most was the infinite fear brought by those cockroaches and rats.
"Creak..." suddenly, there was a sound from the door.
Amelia Wytte looked to the direction of the voice and saw the woman coming against the light. When she approached, she saw the woman's face clearly.
It was just Elena.
She was wearing a black and white dress, with a delicate makeup on her face. Her long hair was also tied up by her, and matched with jewelry. She was really dazzling.
"What are you doing here?" Amelia Wytte looked up at her and said in a hoarse voice.
"Of course I'm here to see if you're dead or not. You've been in the basement for a whole day, and you don't even have a sip of water. You must be very uncomfortable, right?" Covering her mouth and nose, Elena looked at her with a disgusted look.
"I'm sorry to disappoint you. I'm still alive." Amelia Wytte chuckled and tried to get up, only to find that her legs were numb and she could not move at all.
Seeing what she was doing, Elena snapped her fingers and then Noah came in with a pot of hot noodles in her hand.
The whole basement was instantly filled with a strong fragrance. Amelia Wytte licked her dry lips and her stomach rumbled.
"Look how nice I am to you. Who else in the Clinton family dares to bring you food except me?" Elena lowered her head, straightened her clothes and said.
Amelia Wytte pursed her lips and looked at her coldly, "I don't dare to eat the food you brought. Mrs. Kent , you'd better leave with your kindness."
"Amelia Wytte, Mrs. Kent is still thinking about you. Don't be so ungrateful!" With her eyes wide open, Noah immediately defended her.
"I've always been so ungrateful. Don't you know that?" Amelia Wytte said indifferently.
She really didn't expect that the two women would unite to deal with her in just one day.
She could understand how Elena treated her as a rival in love, but she had no grudge against her. Why did she do this to her?
"Don't be stubborn. I made the noodles myself. Do you think I will take back what I have brought?" Elena's face darkened.
The implication was that she had to eat whatever she wanted.
?
Elena winked at Noah , who immediately stepped forward and pressed her arms and legs without demur. Elena pinched the chin of Amelia Wytte and forced her to open her mouth.
When she approached the bowl, she found that there were a lot of chili powder in it, and the soup had turned scarlet.
"No, I won't eat..." Amelia Wytte struggled hard.
But she was so weak that she was no match for these two women. With a sinister smile, she put the bowl beside her lips and poured it into her throat.
"Ahem!"
Spicy, so spicy.
The soup went through the mouth and into the stomach through the intestines, as if there was a fire burning, which made people feel very uncomfortable. Amelia Wytte's face turned red in an instant.
Looking at the distorted face of Elena, she kicked her hard.
The two of them were kicked to the ground defenselessly, and the rest of the bowl of noodle soup was spilled on Elena's face.
"Ah, my eyes, my face, it hurts, it hurts..." Elena wailed.
Noah got up from the ground and rushed up to ask with concern, "Mrs. Kent ."
Amelia Wytte choked on the throat, gasping for breath, and her stomach seemed to be burning.
The loud noise directly called Nicola Clinton over.
As soon as the man entered, he saw a mess.
With a gloomy face, he looked down at them and asked, "what's going on?"
"Nicola Clinton , Nicola Clinton , my face, my eyes..." hearing his voice, Elena was about to pull his trousers.
"Amelia Wytte has been locked up in the basement for a whole day. Mrs. Kent was afraid that she couldn't hold on, so she cooked a bowl of noodles for her. But she didn't appreciate it at all and even splashed the noodles on her face."
"You're slandering me. It's you..." Amelia Wytte roared. Her throat was burning and she felt a sharp pain.
"That's enough. I saw it with my own eyes. Why are you still defending yourself? Amelia Wytte, how could you be so vicious?" Nicola Clinton interrupted her harshly. The look in his eyes was going to eat her alive.
"Nicola , forget it. She must be in a bad mood after being locked up for so long. Let's go first. Her eyes hurt." Said Elena coquettishly, tugging at the corner of his clothes.
Nicola Clinton gave her a ferocious stare, bent down and picked up Elena Kent horizontally, "Amelia Wytte, if anything happens to Elena's eyes, be careful of your eyes!"
After saying that, he quickly disappeared from the basement with the woman in his arms.
However, Noah didn't follow him. She sneered and said sarcastically, "Amelia Wytte, see? Mr. Clinton believed us just by a few words. But you, your mouth is swollen like this, and he doesn't even look at you. How disgusting you are!"
"Are you done?" Amelia Wytte felt a sharp pain in her heart, but she still looked calm.
"How can I finish insulting you? But I'm not in a hurry. You can't live without the Clinton family all your life. I want you to live in pain all your life to atone for Master , Bill !" Noah spat on the ground and strode away.
The moment the door was closed, the room fell into darkness again. Amelia Wytte collapsed to the ground.
The smell of the noodles attracted all the mice and cockroaches, and they were eating at her feet.
But she didn't seem to hear it. She leaned against the wall with a gloomy face, and her mind was full of the big boy who always liked to touch her head and call her silly girl when he was happy.
"Bill , I'm so tired. Why don't you take me with you?" she murmured, her eyelids becoming heavier.
After a while, she passed out completely.
……
After leaving the basement, Nicola Clinton took Elena Kent to the nearest hospital for examination.
Elena's face turned red and her eyes were cleaned many times.
"Ouch, it hurts..."
The nurse was applying ointment on her face. As soon as she touched it, Elena screamed.
Nicola Clinton sat upright, glanced at her and said to the nurse, "be gentle."
"I see." The nurse nodded respectfully.
Looking carefully at the gloomy face of Nicola Clinton , Elena pursed her lips and dared not to speak rashly.