Spoiled By The President: My Wife Is A Little Sweet

Chapter 1063 How Is It Him

Chapter 1063 How is it him

Clinton's five fingers, like five iron pincers, were pressed against her scalp with deadly force.

The man's indistinct voice sounded in his ears, like it was coming from a great distance.

"Close your eyes, empty your mind for a moment, and don't reject me, yes, that's it ..."

...

Natalia felt that she had come to a very strange place.

All around is white, like entering a foggy and mysterious world.

She was the only one in the world. She walked forward in a daze, and suddenly kicked something

under her feet.

She looked down, but found it was a person.

The man was badly injured, a white tunic were soaked through with water, and bright red blood flowed

out of his back, staining the surrounding water with a bloody mess.

"Help, help me ..."

The man spoke in a hoarse voice.

Natalia looked to her left and right, not seeing anyone else, she knelt down and tried to help the person

up.

But closer, only to see each other's faces, and then a hard shock.

Clinton, how is he?

No, no!

What is this place? Where is her own ... no, her stomach?

Natalia suddenly realized that everything in front of her now was not real, but just an illusion.

Or rather, the memory that she had lost.

No other reason, just look at the siren sounding outside, there is sea water lapping on the hull, making

a crashing sound, representing that they are now on a cruise ship.

Could it be that this is where you met Clinton in the first place?

Natalia reacted.

At this time, she couldn't care less about other people, and quickly picked people up and headed out.

The sun is shining brightly outside, the sun shines brightly above one's head, the sea reflects a blinding

light, she can't help but close her eyes.

But at that moment, there was a sudden "whoosh".

The gunshot rang out and she only felt her body lurch, having been pinned to the ground next to her

and escaped the blow.

Natalia was so frightened that she turned pale, when she heard Clinton say in a mute voice: "Help me

to the bottom cabin, where there is a yacht, and you can leave in it."

Natalia nodded.

She didn't know why she was listening to Clinton, but by this time, it was obvious that the cruise ship

was in chaos.

There were gunshots everywhere, and you could tell by the sound that those guns were fitted with

silencers.

It was clear that these people wanted to go on a killing spree and leave no one alive.

If we don't leave in a hurry, we are only afraid that both she and Clinton will be accounted for here.

Natalia gritted her teeth and helped Clinton to the bottom cabin, Clinton instructed her to put the yacht

down, Natalia did as she was told, and then Clinton went up the ladder and got on the yacht.

But at that moment, the man's cold bark came from behind, "Don't move!"

She stiffened and turned her head to see the unmistakably familiar face.

No, to be prepared, it was not a face she was familiar with.

Because, although it is the same features, the same body, but the temperament of the body is very

different.

She will never forget Archie's gentle, handsome look when he faced her.

But the man in front of him, but cold and shady, like a ruthless eagle lurking in the dark, staring at her

with a sharp gaze, just a glance, she felt as if the tip of her heart was pierced through the general, so

people do not dare to look straight.

She stares at Archie, and Archie stares at her.

In his hand, he still held the gun.

A moment, he suddenly pulled Natalia over to his companion, followed by the yacht jumped down,

chasing Clinton.

Natalia heard the sound of something collapsing in her heart.

It turns out that, a long time ago, he and Archie really met.

But he never told himself, not even when she was most troubled because of that nightmare, and never

mentioned it.

Natalia closed his eyes and allowed his companions to tie him up and escort him into the cabin.

The cabin was dark, and she huddled in the corner without speaking.

After those people put her here, they didn't care about her and locked the door after they went out.

Natalia waited for a long time until night fell, then she heard a creak from outside and someone came

over.

Immediately after, the door of the room was opened and the familiar figure, once again, appeared in

front of the eyes.

This time, Natalia's mood, has been calm for a long time.

She looked at Archie with a pale face, and saw a strange indifference in the other woman's eyes.

"Bring her out."

After Archie finished, he turned around and left.

Natalia was pulled up from the ground and then supported, stumbling towards the deck.

By now, it was late at night.

The sky is hanging a round of curved moon, moonlight reflected in the sea, by the wind set off a wand

of silver-like ripples.

Natalia was pushed to the deck.

I saw a circle of people already standing there, both male and female, each with unfamiliar faces, the

only thing that was the same was that they were all wearing black T-shirts and tight pants, with cold

faces, like a sheathed sword in the night.

I don't know why, but Natalia has no reason to be a little panicky.

"Who are you people? What do you want?"

When no one answered her, Archie walked up to her and asked in a cold voice, "What is the

relationship between the man you let go this afternoon and you?"

Natalia looked into his face, her gaze a little blank.

The corners of Archie's lips pursed gently, from the bottom to the top, quite some harsh as a knife arc.

Her heart sank hard, and realizing something, she replied, "I, I don't know him, I'm here on the ship as

a part-time job, and I just saved him unintentionally."

Archie sneered.

"Yeah?"

He suddenly took a step and closed in on her.

Natalia subconsciously backed up, only to hear him say word for word: "Doing part-time work? Do you Content bel0ngs to Nôvel(D)r/a/ma.Org.

know that this cruise ship is full of illegal elements, what kind of part-time job can you do in this place?

Or do you think we're so gullible that you'll easily fool us?"

Natalia can not retreat, the back against the edge of the reduced half with a rope attached to the fence.

The feeling of weightlessness coming from her back caused a flash of panic to rise up in her heart.

Looking back, the sea in the night looked like a huge mouth, as if it was going to swallow her up.

She shook her head and said with a pale face, "I really don't know him, I'm still a student, you can

check my identity if you don't believe me, I'm really not a bad person."

Archie raised his hand and cupped her chin.

As if she hadn't even heard what she said, she asked in a cold voice, "Say! Where is Clinton's lair?"

Natalia heard her own panicked voice.

"I don't know any Clinton, I really don't know anything, please, let me go!"

"No? Then don't blame me for not being polite."

Archie said, suddenly raising his hand, yet just then -

A bullet cut through the sharp air and flew over with a "whoosh".