A Wild and Hot Cutie
Chapter 252 Let's Meet in the Hell

"Well..." Dr West is a little embarrassed. "It's hard to say, it maybe three or four months, but it may be a year..."

Alisa thinks to herself. Now that she has been pregnant for five months and seven days. Four months later, she will have a child.

That's enough.

Alisa smiles, "I want to know if this child has been infected by the virus. Can you test it for me?"

"No. You can check it when you are pregnant for six months."

"Have you ever encountered such a case before?"

Dr West shrugs his shoulders, "This virus is a type that the World Health Organization has banned from researching. We only rely on the previous experience. But it is a long time ago." "Then Selena and I are both infected with the virus. Who of us will get sick first?"

"I can give you a clear answer. It should be Selena. Although she is infected after you, her physical condition is very poor. A healthy body can withstand the virus more than a weak body. Of course, with a child, you are relatively worse than a healthy person, so you need to eat nutritional food..."

"Selena's health is not good?" Alisa asks.

"Well, she is very poor in health. She is infected with syphilis and is still taking drugs..."

Dr West's answer surprises Alisa, "How could she be infected with syphilis?"

"I know this, Miss Alisa." Jordan steps out and explains, "The master tries to force her to come up with antidote and locked her in the red light district for a few days, and asks her to treat well the guests... Taking drugs should be her own choice, to anesthetize the physical pain."

Alisa suddenly understands Selena's distorted mentality.

It turns out that she has no intention of saving Alisa at all, everything is just her dream before she dies.

Davis returns home after staying in the hospital for a few days. His left hand is still bandaged, but the whole person's mental condition is much better.

If he doesn't think about what he is about to face, the mood of the two is still very happy.

On the table, more and more dishes are prepares. In addition to the daily nutritional supplements, Alisa must also eat all kinds of proteins that can improve her health.

Although she is trying to resist the virus every moment, there is still no way to stop its spreading.

When Alisa eats, she stops while eating.

Davis is still putting vegetables in Alisa's bowl.

"Taste this caviar..."

He sees Alisa's face lowers.

Davis drops the bowl in his hand and runs over, reaching out and holding Alisa in his arms.

"What's wrong?"

Alisa raises her head, her pale face is covers with cold sweat, and her eyes are particularly uncomfortable.

"I feel painful."

Alisa clenches her teeth and squeezes out the word, Davis carefully hugs her to the sofa.

"I'll take you to the hospital."

"No...don't...it's useless..."

Alisa curls up in pain. She wants to pass out. If she passes out, she wouldn't feel the pain so clearly.

But the more she feels the pain, the clearer she becomes.

And the pain is getting longer and longer, instead of coming and going quickly like before.

The longer it lasts, her will is consumed little by little all the more. Sometimes she really wishes she has taken the knife and kills herself...

Davis stares at his beloved woman who is so suffering form the pain, and her sweat soaked the clothes.

Her little hand goes deep into the sofa, and there is still no way to relieve the severe pain.

"You can cry out when it hurts..."

Davis is like a trapped beast. He couldn't help it. His voice is hoarse and he growls low.

But like a child who does the wrong thing, he is at a loss.

God, why not bring this pain to me... he thinks.

After half an hour, Alisa is relieved from the pain.

The cold sweat on her body has already drenched her clothes.

Davis immediately prepares a cup of warm water for her, adds in a variety of vitamins to supplement her strength.

Alisa collapses on the sofa, with a pair of big pale eyes, looking at the ceiling, and slowly returns from the state of death to reality. "Alisa, look at me..."

A pair of big warm hands, holding her tightly, pulling her back to reality from the edge of death.

He helps her sit up and lets her rest in his arms.

"Come and drink."

Alisa takes the cup and drinks slowly.

Davis looks at her silently, and he is holding back a anger in his heart.

When Alisa drinks the hot water, he hugs her.

"Don't hug me, your injury is not recovers yet."

Alisa's voice is soft and soft, as if floating in the mid air.

"Don't talk, baby, you need to rest and sleep well, I'm protect you..."

Davis helps Alisa change a clean set of pajamas, places her on a large soft bed.

Maybe she is too tired, Alisa falls asleep on the bed immediately.

Davis squats beside her, kissing her hand, and tears slip silently.

Davis leans down, picks up the hair falling from the ground, collects it one by one, rubbing it on the palm tightly, and then sniffs gently on the tip of the nose.

At this point, there is not much hair left on her head, and glances at her casually, one can already see a fair scalp.

Davis opens the drawer with a small golden treasure chest, and puts the hair in.

Inside, there is all the hair he has collected. It almost fill the treasure chest.

Half an hour later, Davis sits deeply in the living room.

On the table in front, two empty wine glasses have been piled up, and he still drinks...

"Master, we brought Selena here." Jordan whispers.

Davis doesn't look up, Selena is pushes in front of Davis by the bodyguard.

The wound on Selena's face has healed, but there are crisscross wounds, which are very stingy.

However, her condition is much worse than Alisa, just three or four days passes.

Her entire body is clavicle-shaped, her hair has fallen out, and her face is yellow and skinny.

As soon as the bodyguard lets go of her, she slumps directly on the ground, so she lies beside Davis's feet.

"Do you have anything else to say?" Davis says coldly.

Selena smiles bitterly, "Are you going to kill me?"

"You should have died, I shouldn't believe you..."

Selena's voice is weak, "You are too stupid. You should have killed me. Why wait till today."

"This is your last chance, there is no more to say."

Davis's eyebrows darkens, and he has a short knife with a black handle on his hand.

It is this short knife that Alisa used to scratch Selena's face.

"Jordan, show her a mirror..."

Davis orders coldly, Jordan quickly runs over with a mirror and hands it to Davis.

Davis raises the mirror in his hand and shines at Selena.

"See, this is you..."

Selena's eyes slowly become frightened, and she finally screams, and cries with terror while covering her face with both hands.

"This is not me, this is not me, you lie to me..."

How proud she is of her face once, but now. Is that really the ghostly woman's face is hers? She couldn't believe it...

"You used to ask me why I doesn't like you, so now I will tell you the answer. do you just see your face? Your heart is even uglier than this face..."

Selena's cry is extremely sad.

Slowly weakens, she suddenly laughs, "Davis, don't hurt me like this. I know I have no place in your heart, but I also have dignity. Can't you give me some hope?" "Then, have you left me hope?"

"If I say that Alisa's virus is not from me, do you believe it?"

Selena says suddenly. Davis hesitates slightly, "You are lying. You are lying to me..."

Selena suddenly struggles to sit up, reaches out and grabs the dagger on the table, and stings into her body.

Her body has already been exhausted, and this series of actions almost exhausts all her strength.

Everything happens only for a moment, and Davis wants to stop it, but it is too late.

Jordan is about to step forward and is stops by Davis. "Let her go. She won't say anyway."

Selena holds the dagger in both hands, and the whole person slowly leans back. The blood runs along the dagger and to the floor...

Her life is slowly taken away by this dagger.

"Davis, not me..."

The voice in Selena's mouth slowly weakens, and she seems to try to grab Davis's hand.

Davis is close at hand, but he is unwilling to shake her hand, and even if she is going to die, he would not reach out to shake her.

Selena's dream is finally completely disillusioned at this moment.

He does not love her. He never loves her, and even if she dies, he would not give her his hand.

A bit of pain appears from the corner of Selena's mouth.

"This life...is so tired...It is not me...who poisons Alisa, it is...it is..."

When Davis hears the last broken sentence, he leans down and closes to Selena's ear. He finally hears the last word, but he doesn't understand what it means. After Selena says this, she stops breathing.

Jordan stares at Davis warily.

"Who does she say?"

Davis's face is cold, like covering a layer of frost, "Get the body out and cremate it."

Davis stops looking her and goes straight out.