I pushed Wendy.
But the knife in Wendy's hand still fell into Selina's left lower abdomen.
When the blood gushed out, I grabbed Wendy's arm and shook her off with all my strength..
Selina's lower abdomen was instantly stained with blood.
I reached out and pressed the wound. In fear, I shouted to the outside, "help! Help!"
Lying on the ground, Wendy didn't move. She just chuckled and said, "Natasha, I'll definitely win this time, because I'm more poisonous than you."
After saying that, Wendy stabbed the fruit knife into her shoulder.
The position of the wound was exactly the same as that of Winson's.
I was confused. I finally understood Wendy's purpose.
Wendy was indeed poisonous.
Just then, a nurse pushed the door open and came in.
Wendy shouted excitedly, "help me. She wants to kill her."
Seeing the situation in the ward, the nurse shouted "help" in fear, turned around and ran out.
A few seconds later, Winson pushed the door open and broke in.
Seeing the mess in the ward, Winson panicked.
Wendy crawled to Winson's feet and grabbed the hem of his trousers.
"Winson, help her. She was hurt."
Winson stepped forward and saw me was holding the wound on her mother's lower abdomen tightly. He shook me off..
I looked at Winson and said in a hurry, "not me."
The security guards and medical staff were called over by the nurses who left first.
The medical staff pushed the injured Selina out.
I got up and grabbed Winson's arm.
"Trust me. It's really not me. No one in the world wants mother in law to wake up more than I do. It's Wendy, it's her..."
Wendy cried in a low voice, "Natasha, I don't care about your injury to me and help you to bear all the charges, but... You shouldn't be so vicious. That's Winson's mother. You... Are you afraid that your words will be exposed when auntie wakes up? So you want to kill her? If I'm not here today, who are you going to find to help you take the blame?"
Winson pinched my neck until I was almost suffocated.
"Natasha! If anything happens to my mother, I'll let your whole family pay for it."
Then he helped Wendy up who was still bleeding.
Wendy only took two steps before she fainted.
Winson picked her up and left quickly.
Why don't you trust me? Winson, why don't you trust me!
The doctor said that Selina had lost too much blood and suffered serious physical damage. She might not wake up in a short time.
The door of the cell was opened.
Several women rushed in and dragged me out.
"Who are you? Let go of me!"
They ignored me and dragged me into the bathroom.
"What the hell do you want to do... HMM..."
Before I could finish my words, my head was pressed into the toilet.
I choked on water several times.
When I was about to suffocate, my head was pulled up
My head was pushed into the water again.
This time, I was choked and passed out before being dragged out.
The woman in the lead slapped and kicked me hard.
"I have no enmity with you. Why did you do this to me?"
The crowd burst into laughter.
"Of course someone asked us to take care of you."
"Winson asked you to die. How long do you think you can live?"
"It's impossible. It's not him. You are lying."
"Believe it or not, it's up to you."
After saying that, the man said to the people beside him, "let's do it."
The man next to her took out a knife and walked towards me.
I shouted "help", turned around and was about to run out, but my hair was grabbed and pulled back.
"At this point, your life is not up to you." "No, No."
With a sinister smile on her face, she slashed the knife at my face.
I lowered my head to avoid it, and the knife cut my throat.
"How dare you hide?"
The woman grabbed my hair and cut it into pieces from the top of her head with a knife.
I lay on the ground with blood all over my face, and my eyes were filled with despair and heartache.
For a month, the group of people had been torturing at midnight and never stopped.
They will pull me out, let me squat in the corner and pee on me.
They will let me lick their shoes until they are spotless.
They gave me leftovers and beat me every day just to listen to me begging for mercy.
I was so desperate that I used the knife I secretly picked up to cut my wrist.
When the blood was slowly drawn away from my body, I knew that I couldn't wait for Winson.
Bye, Winson
Natasha's pov
Philip came to me when I woke up in the hospital and told me that if I comit suicide again, my father and brother would die.
I really don't dare to commit suicide for my father and brother.
But because of what happened last time, I was tortured more miserably after I went back to prison.
There were new and old scars one after another.
I gradually became numb.
I don't struggle anymore. I don't want to be slaughtered.
I can't even feel that I'm still alive.
I only hope that my father and brother can live.
……
In the early morning, the prison door was suddenly opened with a bang.
"Natasha, come out."
The voice sounded extraordinarily abrupt in the middle of the night.
I stood up numbly and dragged my tired body out of the ward.
I had thought that as usual, i would face all kinds of bullying today.
But strangely, they changed my clothes and sent me to the prison gate.
There is still one year left before I am released from prison
The prison guard said coldly, "behave yourself when you go out."
When I walked out of the prison, it rained.
I looked up at the dark sky, and the rain thorns fell down like needles.
Suddenly, a bright light came from the car light.
But then someone got out of the car and held an umbrella
"Natasha, long time no see."
Seeing the face of the person, I took a step back inexplicably.
This was Philip, Winson's butler.
"Winson is waiting for you in the car. Please get in."
"Did he get me out?"
Philip bowed respectfully without saying anything.
I walked over, got on the lengthened luxury car and sat diagonally opposite Winson.
Winson was still as noble and cold as ever.