Clinton's five fingers, like five iron pincers, were pressed against her scalp with deadly force.
The man's indistinct voice sounded in his ears, like it was coming from a great distance.
"Close your eyes, empty your mind for a moment, and don't reject me, yes, that's it ..."
...
Natalia felt that she had come to a very strange place.
All around is white, like entering a foggy and mysterious world.
She was the only one in the world. She walked forward in a daze, and suddenly kicked something under her feet.
She looked down, but found it was a person.
The man was badly injured, a white tunic were soaked through with water, and bright red blood flowed out of his back, staining the surrounding water with a bloody mess.
"Help, help me ..."
The man spoke in a hoarse voice.
Natalia looked to her left and right, not seeing anyone else, she knelt down and tried to help the person up.
But closer, only to see each other's faces, and then a hard shock.
Clinton, how is he?
No, no!
What is this place? Where is her own ... no, her stomach?
Natalia suddenly realized that everything in front of her now was not real, but just an illusion.
Or rather, the memory that she had lost.
No other reason, just look at the siren sounding outside, there is sea water lapping on the hull, making a crashing sound, representing that they are now on a cruise ship.
Could it be that this is where you met Clinton in the first place?
Natalia reacted.
At this time, she couldn't care less about other people, and quickly picked people up and headed out.
The sun is shining brightly outside, the sun shines brightly above one's head, the sea reflects a blinding light, she can't help but close her eyes.
But at that moment, there was a sudden "whoosh".
The gunshot rang out and she only felt her body lurch, having been pinned to the ground next to her and escaped the blow.
Natalia was so frightened that she turned pale, when she heard Clinton say in a mute voice: "Help me to the bottom cabin, where there is a yacht, and you can leave in it."
Natalia nodded.
She didn't know why she was listening to Clinton, but by this time, it was obvious that the cruise ship was in chaos.
There were gunshots everywhere, and you could tell by the sound that those guns were fitted with silencers.
It was clear that these people wanted to go on a killing spree and leave no one alive.
If we don't leave in a hurry, we are only afraid that both she and Clinton will be accounted for here.
Natalia gritted her teeth and helped Clinton to the bottom cabin, Clinton instructed her to put the yacht down, Natalia did as she was told, and then Clinton went up the ladder and got on the yacht.
But at that moment, the man's cold bark came from behind, "Don't move!"
She stiffened and turned her head to see the unmistakably familiar face.
No, to be prepared, it was not a face she was familiar with.
Because, although it is the same features, the same body, but the temperament of the body is very different.
She will never forget Archie's gentle, handsome look when he faced her.
But the man in front of him, but cold and shady, like a ruthless eagle lurking in the dark, staring at her with a sharp gaze, just a glance, she felt as if the tip of her heart was pierced through the general, so people do not dare to look straight.
She stares at Archie, and Archie stares at her.
Comments
The readers' comments on the novel: Spoiled By The President: My Wife Is A Little Sweet