Chapter133

Natasha's POV

I looked at Edward and felt wronged. Everyone only saw the candy that Winson gave me, but they didn't know that he was still in my heart.

I can't get rid of it, but what can I do?

Can I forget the past?

I can't forget it, neither can Winson.

"I don't deserve it, Edward. I know you said that out of kindness.

I also want to be a person who had a bad memory. But some scars, bloody engraved in the heart, will hurt! "

The grief on my face made Edward stunned.

Now he didn't know how to continue persuading.

He restrained his anger and said in a low voice, "I still have work to do. Natasha, Winson likes to be clean. If you have time, please help him wipe it. Thank you."

After saying that, he nodded to me and left the ward. Now, he could help as much as he could.

I looked at Winson who was lying on the bed. After a while, I turned around and walked into the bathroom.

I fetched a basin of warm water and came to the bed.