My boss is so cool

Chapter 242 I Want Her To Die!
"I don't want anything! I want her dead! I hate her! I hate you too! Don't you love me? Why can't you help me kill her! Why!" His nails were deeply embedded in his delicate neck.

He took a long breath, and then let it out slowly, letting her grab his neck one after another.

At this moment, he is not the king standing on top of the world.

At this moment, he is just an ordinary man who loves his woman.

"Hey, you can't hate me, and I don't want you to hate me. Believe me, I will find someone to cure you." He softened and sat on the ground, hugging her tightly, and said.

"I hate her! I hate her so much!" The movement of grabbing his neck slowly stopped, and the bloody hand slowly slipped to his side and clenched into a fist.

Intense hatred swept over like ocean waves, almost swallowing her whole.

She felt that she was almost out of breath.

Every cell in the body hurts.

Tired of crying, she slowly closed her heavy eyelids, took a deep breath, and said, "Because she is your wife, you can't treat her casually like Bai Feifei and Shen Luo, can you?"

"..." He was silent, he really wanted to tell her, no, no.

"Ha... ha... ha... I knew it was like this, I knew it!" She slowly closed her heavy eyelids, smiled wryly, and stopped talking.

He kissed the top of her hair again, stretched out his hand, wiped away the tears on her face, bent down and hugged her, who was as soft as if her muscles and bones had been pulled, onto the bed.

She lay on her back in despair, her eyes fixed on the plain white ceiling above her head.

Tears flowed out along the corners of the eyes little by little, moistening the snow-white pillow towel.

"Tomorrow, I will take you to the United States. The United States is not good, we will go to other countries. Believe me, I will not let you stay paralyzed." He sat on the edge of the bed and looked at her, frowning deeply.

"..." She was silent, not even looking at him.

"Crack..." The sound of the door opening pierced the heavy sadness in the room.

Song Keren, who was wearing a white down jacket, stared at the scene in front of her in a daze, with tears welling up in her clear eyes.

She bit her pale lips, walked slowly to Shen Man, stretched out her hand, wiped the tears on her face, looked at Tang Yi whose neck was full of bloodstains, "Man Man knows, right? "

He didn't speak, his eyes were filled with sorrow.

"Manman, don't cry, okay, didn't I tell you that there is still a 50.00% chance."

Shen Man didn't speak, didn't look at Song Keren, just stared blankly at the ceiling, silent, as if in a daze.

"Let's go, go and accompany your wife. It's good that Sister Ren is here to accompany me!" After a long time, Shen Man moved her lips weakly, and said, with her blood-stained hands tightly clutching the bed sheet beside her.

"Manman..."

"I told you to go, did you hear me!" Shen Man turned her face away, her voice almost tearing apart.

"Okay... I'll go." He took another deep breath, opened his eyes forcefully, then turned to look at Song Keren, "Take good care of her."

After finishing speaking, he turned and left, closing the door gently.

"What loves me, what I'm the only one, it's all farting! At the critical moment, it's not about that bitch Dai Sha!" After hearing the sound of closing the door, Shen Man moved her lips weakly again and said.

At this moment, her voice was already hoarse to the extreme.

As soon as Shen Man finished speaking, the door was pushed open again.

(End of this chapter)