C19 You Didn't Win I Didn't Lose
Josiah felt a chill running down his spine. It was because the temperature here was too low.
Where was Olivia hiding?
When he was slightly moved, he would come out immediately. He proudly said that he still cared about her.
"What depression? What antidote? " I don't understand a single word. If I continue playing, it will be meaningless. "
"After I married you, her depression got worse and worse. I found out about her self-mutilation not long ago. She promised me that she would not hurt herself again. She begged me not to tell you. That time in the hospital, I couldn't help but want to say it, but she stopped me. "
She is already beyond cure, but she still won't tell you. Why? I'm afraid that you will think that she is selling herself badly, "Wang Yao said. " Actually, telling you can make you happy, but why doesn't she understand? "The more miserable she is, the happier you are, Josiah."
"The medicine I prescribed has side effects on the digestive tract. It is unavoidable for you to vomit blood. I don't think you have noticed it. " This woman said that she doesn't love you anymore. She stayed by your side to atone for Joshua's sins. Do you believe her? "
Ryan Hale looked at Josiah's pale and lifeless face. He suddenly picked up a scalpel beside him and cut Olivia's injured arm.
In an instant, dark red blood flowed out.
"What are you doing?!" This scene caused Josiah to tremble violently. At the same time, he felt a sharp pain in his chest, as if it had cut his body.
He pushed Ryan Hale away abruptly and covered that area.
However, the coldness and stiffness that came from that arm seemed to have spread to his body along with it. The blood on his palm was not warm at all.
"Why are you reacting so strongly? She no longer has any pain. When she died, she didn't feel pain anymore. Look... " Ryan Hale turned Olivia's wrist," I don't know how many times she cut her wrists... If it wasn't just an art knife, I don't doubt that her hands would have been broken. "
"Anyway, there are so many scars. I don't care if there is one more scar... No, I was wrong. This place will never heal, it won't become a scar. "It's like no matter how beautiful I dress her up, she will always turn into ashes."
Josiah took his hand away and looked at the open skin on his arm. His gaze shifted to that small, thick face.
Except for the skin color of her face, which was normal due to makeup, all the exposed skin on her body was a kind of green and deathly white.
This was really Olivia...
Olivia was really dead...
When this realization came out, it was as if someone had suddenly punched his heart. It was so painful that Josiah almost suffocated.
"If you still don't believe me, there will be dead spots on her body in a while." Ryan Hale took the towel and wiped off the blood that flowed out from the cut.
Josiah clenched his fists. Olivia's blood on his palm suddenly heated up and burned to the core.
"Why?" He opened his mouth with difficulty.
People who knew depression tended to commit suicide, but it was too sudden. She even talked to him yesterday. She was still fine.
How could she bear to leave Nathan?
"I'm going to ask you this." Ryan Hale slowly covered Olivia with a white cloth.
Nathan's encounter in the detention center was not ordered by him. Who else could it be?
How long was he going to play dumb?
Josiah looked at Olivia's face. It was so sharp that it looked like it was going to pierce through the white cloth.
Olivia, you can't take it anymore. It's only been three years.
How many times have you asked me the same answer? My answer to you has always been fake.
If you die, just treat it as a draw.
You didn't win, I didn't lose.
Josiah said with a hoarse laugh, "If she did not provoke my brother, if she had any sincerity towards him, she would not end up like this."
Ryan Hale felt that he was waiting for him to say this. He was waiting for him to mention Joshua.
"Could it be that if she made a mistake, she would never be able to turn the tables? What if she didn't make a mistake when you found out? "
