Melissa pinched me hard and scolded me, "It's all your fault, you evil bitch. If it weren't for you, how could my nose be like this?"
I dodged her hand and shrugged. "I never touched your nose when I fed you. Everyone knows you spend a lot of money on a nose job."
Melissa got a nose job a while ago, and it cost over 100,000 dollars.
In fact, it was done in a small clinic without a business license, and substandard materials were used in the process.
But Melissa thought she had made a good deal and said she used some good connections and only spent over 100,000 dollars on it.
When we arrived at the hospital with Melissa, the first person to rush over was Thomas.
Melissa's cries gradually disappeared in the emergency room, and there was a deafening silence.
Evan turned around and glared at Thomas, who had killed him in his previous life but now couldn't be brought to justice.
I pulled Evan behind me, afraid that he would act impulsively.
Thomas obviously didn't notice anything unusual about Evan and was staring up at the emergency light.
He kept muttering, "You're a bad son and you're an evil daughter-in-law. You must mistreat Melissa."