A Wild and Hot Cutie

Chapter 112 Give me a reason to forgive you 1

Davis's black eyes flash a little frenzy, he doesn't speak and he doesn't defend himself.

"Say it!" Alisa's face is full of tears. The knife points to Davis's neck. The cold feeling makes his mind

clear.

He looks at her coldly to see if she remembers his kindness, his favor for her and his love for her.

On this big bed, they have made love, with love and righteousness.

It is said the woman's heart just like the sea needle, originally he has never grasped.

"There's no reason. If you want to kill, you can kill me!" Davis is surprisingly calm.

Now that she has identified him as a murderer, what's the point of his explanation?

"Asshole, you asshole, you murderous asshole..."

Alisa raises the knife in her hand, points it at Davis's chest and stabs him hard.

Davis's burning eyes are still staring at her for a moment. He wants to see how her knife fell.

Alisa's knife stops at Davis's neck. She bits her teeth. Her eyes are already blurred by tears.

Damn it, she can't do it. She's useless.

She dares not kill.

"Alisa, if you don't kill me today, you won't have a chance in the future. Come on! If you hate me, if you

never have me in your heart, kill me. "

Davis's voice is hoarse and full of sorrow.

All of a sudden, Alisa throws the knife away and hits Davis on the chest with both hands.

"Davis, I hate you, I hate you, I hate you, I hate you..."

When Alisa finishes venting, she suddenly takes a big towel and blocks Davis's mouth. Davis's wild

eyes look at her in a dark and violent way.

"Davis, I can't do it. You say all the people in my family deserve to die. Now, all happens as you want,

my father and mother are dead, my uncle is dead, and my sister is dead. I'm the only one left, so

torture me becomes your only happiness, isn't it? "

Alisa has a sad voice and red eyes. Nôvel/Dr(a)ma.Org - Content owner.

"Well, I'll do it now. I'll die. If I die, you won't pester me like a madman."

Davis's eyes are so wide that they are about to fall out of his eyes. This damned woman is full of

nonsense.

She's not a person of her family at all, this silly girl!

Unfortunately, Davis can't say anything at this time. He can only make a vague hum.

Alisa dries her tears, walks out of the room and slams the door.

Outdoor, there are dark night and starry sky, like the eyes of relatives.

Mom and Dad, uncle and sister, are you looking at me in the sky? I'm coming.

Alisa walks along the garden to the seaside, and the quiet night covers everything.

With a faint sound of water, the whole figure of Alisa sinks into the sea quietly.

It isn't until the next morning that Davis is discovered by Ann.

"Ah, young master, why do you be treated like this? Someone comes to help! "

Ann is frightened and shouts loudly. Jordan appears with several bodyguards in a moment.

As soon as the towel in Davis's mouth is removed, he roars with hoarse though.

"Hurry up, get Alisa back right now."

Jordan is stunned. "Young master, Alisa doesn't go out." There are layers of guards at the gate of the

villa. The guards are on duty all night. It's impossible for Alisa to leave.

"Go and bring her to me at once."

As soon as Davis unties the shackles, he immediately shouts, "Alisa, you are dead. If I catch you, I

have to peel your skin. You are so fucking bold. "

They finds until twelve o’clock all the time. Bad news comes one by one.

"Young master, there is no whereabouts of Alisa. The surveillance video of the guard shows that Alisa

has not been seen out of the gate."

"Young master, the whole villa has been searched. I don't see Alisa."

Finally comes Ann, who says anxiously, "Young master, Alisa doesn't even wear shoes. She is only

wearing pajamas and slippers. She doesn't seem to be running away! "Before Ann finishes, she

chokes."Does she commit suicide?"

It's like pouring a basin of snow water on Davis in a hot day. He stumbles down on the bed.

Davis, I'm just like you. OK, I'll make it up to you now. I'll die. If I die, you won't pester me like a

madman.

Alisa's words, over and over again, are projected in his mind.

Without saying a word, Davis blunders downstairs.