Telling Lies, loving you novel Chapter 228

In the emotional world, the one who fell in love first would lose.

Michelle didn't know what to do with love, so she stumbled all the way and was deeply hurt.

"Michelle, where the hell are you?"

With a bottle of wine in his hand, Scott kept drinking on the bedside. He looked out of the window with his blurred eyes. The wind gently blew up a corner of the curtain. Indistinctly, he seemed to see a figure standing outside the balcony.

He thought it was her, so he quickly got up from the ground and stumbled over. But when he opened the curtain, he found that it was still dark outside.

Where would Michelle go? She had no relatives or friends in C City. Where would she go?

Someone said that Michelle had died in a car accident a month ago, but he didn't believe it. He believed that his Michelle was still alive. No, he must find Michelle, even if it would take him a lifetime.

When Scott was about to open the door and walk out with a bottle of wine, a tall figure blocked his way.

He glanced at him coldly and pushed him away. "Let go of me. I'm going to find Michelle."

Although Scott was drunk, he still cared about Michelle subconsciously. He missed her so much that he almost went crazy.

Seeing that Scott was reeking of alcohol and tiredness, Walter was furious and pulled him into the room with grabbing his arms.

"Scott, please wake up? Michelle is dead. She died in a car accident a month ago! " Sitting on Scott's laps, Walter grabbed his collar and said angrily.

However, the drunken Scott didn't take Walter's words seriously. He pushed him away and continued to stagger out with the bottle.

Walter didn't chase after him. Because he didn't know what to say.

He didn't believe that Michelle was dead as well, but he had to accept the fact that she had disappeared for so long.

With the bottle in his hand, Scott staggered out of the villa, his face full of pain. There was nothing more painful than losing Michelle. His heart seemed to have dried up.

If Michelle really died, he would go with her. In this world, there was nothing he could miss. Losing Michelle was more painful than anything else.

He fell to the ground and kept putting the bottle in his hand into his mouth. He was depressed. "It's all my fault. If it weren't for me, Michelle wouldn't have left. She must not want to see me. Yes, it must be like this. "

"Scott, please wake up. Do you think you can find Michelle by indulging yourself in the world of drunkenness every day? Your idea is too simple!"

As soon as Emily got out of the car, she saw the man lying in the middle of the road. She immediately walked over with her belly up. As Michelle's good friend, she didn't have the heart to see Scott so depressed.

Now that they had lost Michelle, they couldn't let anything happen to Scott again.

Fortunately, the knife last time was not deeply stabbed, otherwise, Scott would have disappeared from everyone's eyes. Jared also came here. When he heard about his son's situation, he immediately rushed over from the old house of the Jiang.

"Clap!" With a loud bang, Jared slapped hard on Scott's face. He really wanted to beat Scott up now. What's the point of going on like this? Scott, the power holder of the Jiang Group, now ended up like this. Other would criticize the Jiang Group while seeing this situation.

Without Olivia, Jared was also in great pain. He always felt that it was his failure to protect Olivia that led to today's situation.

He could feel the pain of Scott, but they were men, so decadent was a coward.

Emily and Walter were stunned at the same time. They stared at Jared with their eyes wide open, but said nothing. Because of this slap, Scott became much sober.

"Take him back."

With the order of Jared, the servants in the villa welcomed him one after another, and then carried Scott into the villa.

"It's snowing."

She stood on the balcony and felt the coldness outside. From time to time, snowflakes would fall on her face. The cold touch made her realize the coming of winter.

This was the first snow of this winter. She didn't expect to see it in A City.

She reached out to catch the snowflakes. Although she couldn't see them, she could feel the coldness in her hands, which made her feel at ease.

Time passed like this.

In life, there was no matter how much regret, how much pain, luck, or misfortune, it was the past. It was all the past, and it would be comfortable to let it go.

Life was like a dream, but it was not a dream, because it was too real. Life was like water, but it was water because there was bitterness.

She cherished the happiness around her, appreciated her own possession, put down the things that she couldn't bear, looked down on the things that she couldn't figure out, threw away the things that she couldn't figure out, and healed the things that she hated.

After such a long time, gradually, some things were forgotten.

Two years later.