Chapter 132: Victor - Helen 8

Chapter 132: Victor - Helen 8
Victor quickly pulled his hand out of her hand, "Abeba, why are you here? Where is Helen?"

"Victor, she beat you like that. Do you still remember her? Such a wild woman, not worth your love." Abeba tried to grab his hand again and said.

"Are you crazy, my beloved? Is it your turn to manage? I consider you a friend, not my mother, don't go too far." Victor sat up, trying to suppress the pain and avoid her hand.

Although they had known each other for a long time, he didn't even hug Abeba.

To him, she was just a lackey in the gang; having her was good, but not having her was also not affecting anything.

"But Victor, I love you, love you so much, don't you understand?" Abeba climbed onto the bed and walked towards Victor, her voice full of resentment.

Victor saw Abeba climb onto the bed. Suddenly, an indescribable feeling of disgust surged in his eyes.

He used all his remaining strength to stand up and leave the bed.

He quickly walked to the door.

Abeba still stubbornly chased after him.

"Victor, you're still very weak. Where are you going? Go back to your room, I'll take care of you."

"No need, you're not my wife, don't go too far, it will make me hate you even more.

This is not a place for you to come; a coward like you still wants to fight with me." Victor said, but didn't pay attention to her. He pushed the door and walked out.

As soon as he staggered out of the door, he bumped into someone. Helen was sitting right under the threshold, causing him to fall to the ground.

Victor held his stomach and grimaced in pain.

Helen was beaten by him. She woke up, waited for him from morning to night, she fell asleep, suddenly he hit her, woke up, she was shocked to see him lying under the threshold holding his stomach.

She hurriedly ran over, although her hands and feet were numb, but seeing his painful expression, she didn't care, and hurriedly helped him up.

"Victor, are you okay? Why are you lying here? Aren't you in the room?"

Victor recognized the familiar voice, happily shouted: "Helen, is it you? Is it really you?"

Her two arms wrapped around his back, hugging him to stand up.

"Yes, it's me, I've been waiting for you outside since this morning."

Seeing Helen come out, Victor breathed a sigh of relief; as long as she was here, Abeba wouldn't dare to take advantage of his injury.

Tonight, if it weren't for Helen, he would have fallen into Abeba's hands.

His two arms unconsciously hugged Helen.

Fortunately, she was still waiting for him here; she didn't leave him behind. She was truly a thoughtful woman.

At this moment, Abeba just walked out, and that image naturally caught her eye.

As soon as she saw Helen, she took the initiative to curse loudly, because she thought Helen was afraid of her; her eyes were fierce, her mouth was arrogant.

"Shameless, you haven't left yet, you've already harmed Victor, and you still want to stay, shameless."

Helen didn't pay attention to Abeba's words.

She immediately checked to see if he was affected by the fall.
"Victor, are you hurt anywhere else? This morning, I'm sorry, I was so stubborn that I hurt you."

Victor gasped, his face buried in her shoulder. She took care of him like this anyway. Why didn't he take advantage of it?

"I'm not that hurt, but if you don't love me, I'll be hurt to death."

"Oh, it hurts a lot? Because of me?" Helen asked him.

"Um, um, it hurts a lot." He rubbed his face on her shoulder and replied. The faint scent on her body made him feel comfortable.

...

The two of them kept talking back and forth to each other, basically treating Abeba like air.

"Victor, she beat you to this extent, and didn't take care of you, you still love her, I'm the one taking care of you. She's not worthy of you." Abeba said angrily.

Helen laughed coldly.

"I'm not worthy of Victor, so are you worthy of him? Victor doesn't like you; the person he likes is me. Besides, haven't you heard the saying "love requires fighting"?

Turning to Victor, she continued: "Victor, this morning, she was the one who kicked me out of the house, didn't let me take care of you, threw boiling water on me, and slapped me four times. Your friend beat me like a jealous woman."

Victor heard Helen say, his eyebrows furrowed.

At this moment, under the dim light, he could clearly see his girl.

She said she was kicked out, so she had been waiting for him outside the door since morning.

She said she was beaten, and sure enough, her right cheek was purple and still swollen.

She said she was splashed with water, that's right, because when he hugged her just now, her shirt was wet.

Everything his girl said was the truth, not a single lie.

His Helen, when he was in a coma, had been wronged like that.

Abeba now truly regretted it; she had done it without thinking of the consequences. She also didn't expect Helen to be so cruel. Victor just woke up and immediately told him everything.

Abeba was extremely terrified; she didn't dare to imagine if Victor went crazy, then...

Her whole family, her parents and siblings, would definitely have a hard time escaping now. Although she was scared, she still hoped he wouldn't do anything to her, because she was someone he cared about.