Mila didnt expect that the first person she saw when she woke up would be Mascen.
She thought she was dead,but how could she possibly see Mascen when she was dead?
He is still so handsome;his exquisite features are impeccable,wearing a well-cut blue suit,snow-white shirt,and the collar of the shirt is ironed especially flat.
He happens to be standing under the window;against the light,a big tall man of 187cm,his upright figure is really dazzling.
Only Mila see clearly,the expression on Mascens face is still so cold;the thick black eyebrows are slightly raised;he was cold and detached with an icy face;the eyes are disdainful.
There was a disappointment in Milas heart;she originally wanted water to drink,but when she saw that face of Mascen,she didnt want to do anything.
She gently turns her head,and dont even want to say a word.
Why did not die?
How good should it be to be dead?
Mascen saw that Mila turned over her head;his face was even more gloomy;big steps to the hospital bed with a cold voice,he said,"Dont show a charming and pitiful look in front of me;you are a murderer,and how vicious your heart is;do you think I dont know?"
Mila endured the pain and rolled over,turning her back to Mascen again.
She was really too lazy to explain anything to Mascen.
She has already said to him that she is not a murderer;she does not want to say such words anymore…
The action of turning over makes Mascen more annoyed.
Is she resisting him?
It must be jokes.
She is a shameless murderer,a fake.Does she still want to resist?
Mascens eyes are full of anger,once again took a big step to go around and squeezed Milas wrist.
Milas wrist still inserted needles;she was infusing liquid,but Mascen this action at once tugged the needles,and the needles stabbed in towards the skin and flesh.It hurt her.
"You let go of…"Mila coldly stares at Mascen,and tries hard to shake off Mascens hand.
This man is she once loved and perhaps will still love in the future,but she no longer wants to entangle with him.
The fact is that she couldnt get away from it,but she ripped the needles off her hands;and blood immediately seeped from the back of her hands.
"Let me go,do you hear me?"Mila endured the pain in her abdomen and sat up.
Mascen did not know how painful it is to sit after a caesarean section;he only knew that this woman was resisting him.
What qualifications does she have to resist him?
Even if he tortured her for the rest of her life,which was what he should do.
"What?Is it painful?"Mascen looked at the flecks of blood on the back of Milas hand,without the slightest heartache,but only smiled coldly,"Whats a pain like yours?"
The corner of his mouth pulled out a cold arc,said to Mila word by word,"Think about how miserable Ella died,so what is this pain?You tell me,what is it?"
Mascen almost growled.
Hearing the word of Ella,Milas heart instantly like ten thousand ants gnawing again;it is so painful that she almost died.
If it was possible,she really hoped that the person who died was her and not Ella.
"You are a vicious woman."Mascen fiercely let go of Milas hand.
Milas whole person fell backwards and fell on the hospital bed,and on her wrist were several heavy red marks.
"I tell you,from now on,you are not allowed to see the child,and I dont want my child to see a murderer every day…"
These words from Mascens mouth coldly smashed down,and making Mila can not breathe.
"I have found good people to take the child;I came just to inform you."
Mascen looked sideways out of the window;his tone paused slightly;his trailing voice was light,"Because a woman like you is not worthy of being a mother."
"Not worthy to be a mother?"Mila suddenly tilted her face and gave a laugh;the laugh was incomparably desperate;she smiled with tears,but the next second,she incomparably calmly said to Mascen,"Ok,the child you take away.But,I do not owe you;from now on,you let me go,and also let yourself go…"