A Wild and Hot Cutie
Chapter 63 Bloody facts 2

Although he is psychopathic, he has his own business to be busy with, and he is impossible to specially revenge a nobody. There must be a reason.

"So, is it related to my mother and father?"

Alisa asks tentatively.

Selena suddenly covers her face and cries out, "Don't ask, Alisa. I beg you, don't ask. Davis's pain is far deeper than ours. You can't understand his hurt. I beg you not to revenge him. The resentment of the previous generation will end here! If my sacrifice can bring him back, I would rather die...

"Sister, I know you love him, but you can't..."

Selena suddenly raises her head and looks at her with dim eyes. "Alisa, I know he likes you. I know he cares about you and my death may not change his mind. But your love may be able to resolve the resentment of the two families, Alisa, I beg you." "Sister, you know me and him..."

Selena nods, "On the day of engagement, I saw you in the room..."

That day, she saw Alisa had not come downstairs. She followed her anxiously, but she was at the door. She saw Davis pressing Alisa on the sofa, and they madly entangled.

At that moment, she was almost mad.

However, she loves Davis more than anyone else. As long as she can be with him, she is willing to bear anything.

So she chose to leave quietly.

"Sister, I didn't expect you to know that. So was the trip to Maldives also arranged by you?" Alisa's voice is a little hoarse.

Yes, she always thinks her sister doesn't know that and she was so hard on her own.

Selena nods feebly. "Alisa, I'm sorry, I can't help it. I know that it will hurt you a lot, but I really have no better way. No one but you can lock Davis's heart. I thinks that you can bind Davis's heart..." Alisa feels cheated by playing suddenly.

And the one who deceives her is still her closest.

Sister! How cruel and indifferent the word is now.

Tears are like broken pearls, rolling down little by little.

"Sister, do you know what I missed? Do you know how much I paid for it? Do you know that I sacrificed my happiness and chastity? What I got was such a lie. It's really not worth it." "Alisa, I'm sorry!" Selena looks at Alisa begging.

"Sister, don't say sorry. Now that it has been done, we have to bear the consequences. Sister, I hate you..."

"Alisa, I'm sorry..." Selena murmurs with repeating.

Alisa covers her face with a towel and rushes out.

Selena looks at her running away figure and falls into deeper despair.

"Alisa, I hope you can fulfill my wish."

Alisa rushes to the gate and goes straight into Jordan's car.

Jordan looks at Alisa and asks in surprise, "What's wrong with you, Miss?"

Alisa smiles bitterly and shakes her head. "It's OK, let's go back!"

The car slowly drives up the road. Alisa's mind is in a mess. It is Selena's words.

Is it Feud? What kind of feud is it?

She can't figure it out. The terrible idea is driving her crazy.

What did Mom and Dad do to Davis? He hates her family so much?

Everything in front of her eyes locks Alisa's sight like a mist.

So that she can't see clearly.

When Alisa returns to the sunshine Versailles Palace, Ann sees something wrong on her head at a glance. She helps Alisa, pulls open her hair and sees the burn at a glance. "Ah, Miss, your scalp is burned. Ah, Jordan, come here quickly with the potion..."

That's how Alisa feels about her hair.

Ann presses Alisa to sit on the sofa, cleans her hair and wipes the ointment for the burn.

The scalp has been burned a lot. It's red. They can see blood in some places.

"Oh, who ironed it, Miss? If you let the young master know, he will not live. "

"Ha ha, hiss..." Alisa grins with pain. "Ann, it's OK. I burned it by myself."

"You should be careful. In case the young master comes back to see you injured, he will make us in trouble."

Ann is very warm with her words.

"Miss, I think it's better to go to the hospital to have a bandage! What if the wound is infected?"

Alisa smiles and waves her hand. "It doesn't know when he'll be back. Davis can't see it."

Less than an hour after Alisa returns to the villa, she is having dinner in the dining room.

Ann runs over from the living room. "Miss, here's telephone for you."

Alisa is a little stunned, put the rice bowl to walk over, "Who called?"

Ann shakes her head and looks dazed. "It's a strange man."

Man? Alisa answers the phone suspiciously.

"Hello, this is Alisa..."

"Miss, this is Dr. Wilson. Would you please come to the hospital again?"

"What can I do for you?"

"Well, your sister died..."

"What!"

The phone in Alisa's hand snaps down, making a huge sound, and there is a brief blank in Alisa's mind. The whole person seems to be floating in the middle of the sky without landing "Miss, Miss, what's the matter with you?"

Alisa returns to her senses and sees Ann in panic, "Car, car, come on, let Jordan come here. I'm going to see my sister..."

Elder sister!!!

No, no, you cannot die!!

Alisa's world is getting dark.

Ann screams in panic, "Come on, hurry up, Miss fainted."

In the hospital, Ann is anxiously at the edge of the bed, and Alisa has an infusion bottle in her body.

Her face is pale, and she says, "Sister, don't go, don't leave me..."

As if haunts by a terrible dreamer, she can't wake up.

Ann raises her face and looks at Davis. "Young master, what can I do?"

Davis, with a gloomy face, shouts, "Get out!"

He just went out for less than three days, and there was such a mess at home. He had to leave important meetings in Europe and hurry back by private plane.

Ann's face retreats gloomily. Similarly, Jordan, who is guarding the door, is even more upset. He knows that if something like this happened, the young master will not spare him lightly. Davis crouches down beside Alisa and holds her flustered little hand.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here..."

His voice is low and gentle, totally different from that of the devil.

Looking at her haggard and injured face, the soft part of his heart is touched. He leans over and kisses her forehead, which is covered with cold sweat

He puts his arm around her and puts her head on his chest.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here..."