Mistakenly Love You To The Bones

“All right.” With a straight face, he slapped the chopsticks on the table.

All of a sudden, Elena Kent shrank back in the chair, not daring to make a sound.

Even Laura Kent remained silent when she saw the cold face of Nicola Clinton. She didn’t have the guts to challenge the authority of Nicola Clinton.

Nicola Clinton stood up and said, “I know what to do. There’s no need to say anything more.”

At this moment, his mobile phone rang. He glanced at the note on the screen, which was from his assistant. He answered the phone, turned around and walked directly to the study.

Laura Kent and Elena Kent looked at each other and saw the unwillingness in each other’s eyes.

But no matter how reluctant she was, she could only endure it honestly.

“President Clinton, the information about the car accident a few days ago has been sent to your e-mail as soon as possible.”

The assistant’s voice was a little heavy. She wanted to say something, but after hesitating for a while, she didn’t dare to go on.

He had personally investigated those things, so he had naturally browsed them all.

Including the road monitoring, even the vehicle recorder of Elena Kent and the surveillance video in the car.

Since she had worked with Amelia Wytte for a period of time, the assistant preferred Amelia Wytte.

But after watching the video, no matter how much he favored Amelia Wytte, he couldn’t say against his will that it was Elena Kent’s responsibility.

After all, it was recorded in the video clearly.

It was indeed Amelia Wytte who pulled the steering wheel of Elena Kent, who was driving, that caused the car accident.

After hanging up the phone, Nicola Clinton turned on the computer to check the e-mail from the hairdresser.

There were indeed several videos.

He clicked one randomly. The more he looked at it, the more gloomy his face became. At last, his face was covered with a layer of black clouds.

“Amelia Wytte!” Nicola Clinton thumped the table heavily, simmering with anger.

He had been well prepared for this. It was all designed by Elena Kent, but the video gave him a loud slap in the face.

It was obvious that it was Amelia Wytte’s responsibility.

“Well, well, well!” Nicola Clinton recalled what Laura Kent had said to her.

Indeed, he shouldn’t have been softhearted to Amelia Wytte. She really wanted to disturb the Clinton family.

“Aunt…”

Looking at the receding figure of Nicola Clinton, Elena Kent bit her lips and looked even worse.

With a gloomy face, Laura Kent said, “Amelia Wytte is such a bitch.”

Elena’s hands under the table tightened. She really didn’t expect such a serious car accident to happen. The bitch Amelia Wytte was still alive.

She was so lucky — but that was it.

This time, she must get rid of her thoroughly.

Thinking of this, Elena Kent told Laura Kent and went back to her room.

Then she changed her phone and SIM card as before, and learned to change the IP address. She sent a message to Amelia Wytte with a strange number.

Do you want to know what happened to Bill Clinton? If you want to know, you can go to the water factory on the Liang road.

After sending this message, she pulled out the card and threw it out of the window, leaving no chance for Amelia Wytte to respond.

She changed another card and dialed another number.

Ding Dong! Ding Dong.

The phone under the pillow vibrated twice. Amelia Wytte turned over and pulled it out of the pillow.

What he saw was a text message, on which there was a strange number.

She just took it as a harassment message and was about to delete it without hesitation. There were three words, Bill Clinton.

He paused.

Then she looked down until she was out of control.

Her reason told her that there was something wrong with it — there were not so many people who claimed to know the truth of that year.

Almost in the same way, perhaps Elena Kent was plotting something.

But

What if?

What if it was true this time?

If she went there, she would really know the truth of the car accident, then

Amelia Wytte clenched her fists. She was struggling in her heart.

After a long time, she finally closed her eyes heavily, put the phone on the bed and made up her mind.

If it was true and she didn’t go, she would miss the chance of knowing the truth.

So she couldn’t.

Amelia Wytte took a deep breath and leaned against the bed. She took two deep breaths in the quilt and shouted outside, probably because she didn’t look well.

“Auntie, can you come in?”

Her voice was full of unconcealed weakness.

The nurse was busy outside. As soon as she heard Amelia Wytte’s voice, she put aside her work and pushed the door open.

Amelia Wytte looked through the crack of the door and saw two bodyguards standing at the door.

Like a door god.

He did exactly as Nicola Clinton had told him. There were people guarding outside in turns 24 hours a day.

Without Nicola Clinton’s consent, it was almost impossible for her to go out.

“Miss Wytte, what’s wrong with you?”

The nursing worker’s job was to take good care of Amelia Wytte. Seeing that she was getting better and better in the past two days, her face became red. She might be able to leave the hospital soon. Why was her face so pale again?

Taking a deep breath, Amelia Wytte lowered her head slightly with embarrassment on her face. “I… I’m not feeling well.”

The nurse was anxious to death by her silence. “What’s wrong? Tell me, is it your head or waist?”

In the car accident, the most serious wounds on her body were the two wounds on the back of her head and waist.

It was these two wounds that hadn’t been healed yet.Material © of NôvelDrama.Org.

“Neither.” Amelia Wytte shook her head.

“Then where is it?”

“I…” Amelia Wytte bit her lips. “I’m having… Menstrual pain.”

The nurse was speechless and looked at Amelia Wytte for a long time.

It’s normal for a relative to suffer from dysmenorrhea. Why are you stammering?

They were all women. Everyone knew who was coming?

The nurse had some experience in this kind of thing. “How about I get you a cup of brown sugar water?”

“No, thanks.” Amelia Wytte shook her head. “My situation is different from others. Brown sugar water is useless for me. I have a kind of medicine that is specially used for eating at this time in the Clinton family. Can you ask the bodyguards outside to get it for me?”

“Well…”

The nurse hesitated.

It was easy for her to do anything. She went to get some water and medicine.

But it would be difficult to deal with these bodyguards.

After all, they were only responsible for keeping an eye on Amelia Wytte.