"Pa!" A crisp sound echoed in the large empty ward.
A slap, without any hesitation, was slapped on Megan Foxs face.
Sophia Turner stood there, her whole body trembling uncontrollably with anger, and her palm was hot with pain.
She restrained her emotions, her face was red, her eyes were bloodshot, and she stared straight at Megan Fox sitting beside her, countless pictures flashed through her mind.
Megan Fox, who had been willful and unruly since she was a child, had caused a lot of trouble. Every time she caused trouble, she would shift the blame onto herself.
Her parents would punish her, and every time they would lock her in the dark little house behind the villa, where Sophia Turner had spent countless days and nights.
Now, Megan Fox, as usual, shifted all the vicious charges onto herself, but this time the punishment for Sophia Turner was too heavy!
Three years of misunderstanding!
Three years of torture!
Three years of darkness!
"Ah..." Megan Fox wiped the corner of her mouth that was scratched and bleeding by Sophia Turners fingernails, and a bright red mark appeared on her left face that was slapped, and she sneered: "Youre angry now? I havent finished yet!"
She rushed forward and twisted Sophia Turners collar with one hand, and a burst of uncontrollable anger surged in her black eyes: "As long as there is a day with me, Mrs. Hunt wont wake up, and you, Sophia Turner, wont have a good day!"
Sophia Turner clenched her fists tightly, her fingernails were embedded in the flesh, she had never sinned against Megan Fox since she was a child, why would this sister who had been together for more than a decade be so cruel!
She endured the pain in her throat, her pale lips mumbled, and she choked and made a voiceless gasp: "Why do you..."
"Do you remember this?" Megan Fox let go of Sophia Turners collar and took out a silver necklace from her pocket and put it in the palm of her hand.
This ordinary and worthless necklace was the last and only thing left by Sophia Turners biological mother.
It was forcibly pulled off Sophia Turners neck by Megan Fox that year.
She didnt like this necklace, but she knew how important this necklace, which was regarded as a treasure and hung around her neck every day, was to Sophia Turner.
As long as Sophia Turner wanted or had something, even if she didnt like it, she would take it and make it her own.
"Ill tell you the truth, Ive never liked Ethan Hunt from the beginning to the end!" Megan Fox played with the necklace in her hand and threw it into the trash can next to her, and her cold eyes were suddenly filled with a triumphant and arrogant smile: "But, you love him, I will take him away!"
Sophia Turners head buzzed, and she couldnt help but get up crazily, picked up the necklace, and held it tightly in her hand.
For more than a decade, as long as Megan Fox liked something, she would give it to her, but she never thought that Megan Fox would have such a mentality.
Sophia Turner looked at the arrogant and provocative Megan Fox in front of her, and the anger that had been restrained in her heart finally couldnt be restrained. Her trembling hands tightly pinched Megan Foxs neck, her pupils contracted nervously, and tears finally couldnt help but flow out of her throat, but she couldnt make a sound.
"You go and tell Ethan Hunt these truths, and see if the person you have loved sincerely for more than a decade believes you or me! Haha..." Megan Fox twisted the hands that were pinching her neck, and with both hands, she fiercely pinched the wound of Sophia Turner, who was still soaked with blood, and the more excited Sophia Turner was, the happier she was. She didnt have the slightest guilt, and she smiled triumphantly without any concealment: "My dear sister, why are you so easy to get angry? You should know that I can kill you with a little effort now!"
Sophia Turners throat, which would be painful and difficult to swallow, was tightly pinched by Megan Fox at this moment, and a sharp pain came, which was even more painful than the moment when the knife was stabbed in.
The wound on the throat was torn again, the smell of blood filled the entire nasal cavity, and just as Sophia Turner felt that her breathing was about to stop, she grabbed a glass vase on the bedside table and smashed it fiercely on the forehead of the woman who seemed to want to kill her alive.
"Bang!" After a sound, the hand on the throat was released, and a burst of cool air came up.