Only you in my love novel Chapter 227

It never occurred to Kristina that Albert would misunderstand her like this. It was so dirty.

The two of them argued.

When the two argued endlessly, Albert's head was splitting. He seemed to see the scene of his mother beating and scolding him when he was a child. The pain in the past was like a dark cloud, gloomy all over the place.

It was so heavy that he couldn't breathe.

Albert couldn't tell whether the person in front of him was his mother who hurt him or his lover who had saved him from the abyss.

The pain from the original family had been keeping Albert under control in his subconsciousness. It was like a time bomb, as long as someone lit the trigger, it would hurt people within ten miles.

Albert wanted to kill, and Kristina was so close to him and the fruit knife was also so close to him.

Having released all the pain, Albert picked up the fruit knife and stabbed it into Kristina's stomach.

The sharp blade pierced through the cloth and flesh, making a harsh sound, which immediately awakened the absent-minded Albert.

When the dark clouds receded, Albert saw the person in front of him clearly. It was too late. The point of the fruit knife had been stabbed into Kristina's stomach, and her clothes were soaked in blood.

Kristina's eyes widened. The pain from her belly devoured her reason. She was afraid of pain the most. Even if it was just a small cut, she would feel that she would die of pain.

"Albert..." Tears rolled down from Kristina's eyes. She knew he didn't mean to do that, but she really... Felt hurt.

Her heart hurt, too.

Albert came back to his senses and took his hand back tremblingly. The grief in Kristina's eyes made his heart stop beating and he was unable to breathe.

"Kristy, Kristy, I... I didn't mean it. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry... "

In a panic, Albert turned around and ran away.

Kristina sat down on the sofa.

Albert's figure disappeared at the door. It was dark outside, and she even didn't see him look back.

Even if it was just a look, a look of nostalgia, Kristina would felt satisfied.

In the end, Albert gone and Kristina house was empty.

Kristina was the only one left in the big living room. The pain in her heart and the pain in her belly made her face pale and bloodless. She thought she was going to die.

If Kristina went to the hospital in time, she would not die.

But nothing was more lamentable than a dead heart. She didn't choose to ask for help.

At this time, footsteps came from the door. She thought it was Albert who came back, but it was not.

Seeing that her life was fading away bit by bit and the pain became more and more numb, Kristina knew that she might die.

Kristina caught a glimpse of the mud footprints on the wool carpet. The mud should have been brought back from BL Mountain in the north of the city.

If she died, Noah would definitely investigate it thoroughly.

Albert would commit negligent homicide and be sentenced to three to seven years' imprisonment.

It took Albert a lot of efforts to get to where he was today. If the case was settled, it would definitely have an impact on him, and the other people of the Song family would take the opportunity to seize power.

Kristina would never allow such a thing to happen.

She dragged her heavy body and made a big decision while her consciousness was still alive.

She burned down the carpet that left the footprints of Albert, left the letters of will to Noah and Nina in person, and wrote down her wills in person, creating the illusion of suicide.

She took out her phone and asked Nina to have dinner with her. Then she asked Albert to go to the appointed western restaurant to find Nina and told him that he must go.

Kristina set another time message and restored the phone to the factory setting. Then she put her phone aside securely.

After turning on the air conditioner, Kristina threw the remote control under the sofa and suddenly smiled.

She had done what she should do.

There was only one last step left.

Leaning against the sofa, she wiped the fingerprints on the fruit knife with her right hand. Every time she touched it, the tip of the knife licked her flesh and blood, making her sweat with pain.