Female Novel
Chapter 339
"All right."
They confronted each other. The atmosphere was tense and solemn.
It seemed to take a long time for Connie to make a compromise. "If Christina releases Carrie, I'll let her
go today."
Although Connie still put her long knife for cutting toast around Christina's neck, Christina was not too
afraid. Listening to Connie and her father's conversation, which seemed to have a double meaning, she
found that they hided something from her.
"Carrie deserved it when she was caught," Christina turned her face with difficulty and looked deeply at
Connie, who was standing behind her, said stubbornly, "I won't plead for Carrie. You want me to
release her? Dream on!"
"You dare!"
Connie looked into her clear eyes and gritted her teeth angrily. The blade pressed against her blood
vessel and exerted force. Christina frowned in pain. Bright red blood slid across her fair neck, which
was especially dazzling.
Betty's heart almost jumped out of her chest. She hurriedly persuaded, "Connie, we'll promise you
anything you want. What happened to Carrie? You make it clear... You release Christina. Don't hurt
her..."
But Christina seemed to be afraid of nothing. She spoke in a loud voice, "Connie, this knife is so blunt.
It will take a lot of time to cut my blood vessels with it. A doctor will come in half an hour. You have to
hurry up, or you will be in jail before my bleeding runs out..."
"Shut up!"
Christina originally wanted to anger Connie, but she didn't expect Donald, her cold father, to take the
lead in scolding her. He was so angry that he was coughing anxiously.
Seeing that he looked terrible, Betty immediately walked over and patted him on the back worriedly.
Connie glanced at Donald subconsciously.
Her face was gloomy and angry. She knew that Donald had been sick recently, and a doctor would
come to check on him at a fixed time every day. She held a metal knife and wished that it would kill
Christina immediately.
"Release her... I'll promise to all your requests." Donald calmed down and gave Connie a promise in a
hoarse voice.
Christina wanted to say something, but Connie had already pushed her away.
In fact, Connie held a knife against her just for a moment of anger and impulse. She had always been
rational. With Donald's promise, she also found a way out. It would really be a stupid thing to hurt
Christina.
Donald held a dining chair and sat down, adjusting his breathing.
Connie's face was gloomy. He clenched the knife tightly and slammed it angrily on the table, pulling out
a chair and sitting opposite him.
Betty immediately ran to Christina and looked at the bloodstains on her neck. She became anxious and
worried. "How's your neck? is it painful? I'll put a dressing on your wound now..."
Christina's neck was only slightly injured. Before she came to her mind from Connie's glare, her father
scolded angrily, "She deserves it. Ignore her!"
"It's doesn't matter."
Christina grabbed a few pieces of facial tissue on the table and pressed down on the wound.
Her face was purple with rage, and she didn't care about her little injury. She was just upset that her
father was so partial to Connie. She was the one who was hurt, and her father was always so fierce to
her.
She and Betty also sat down. The four of them looked at each other with their own thoughts.
"What's wrong with Carrie?"
Donald spoke first, probably because he was ill, and his voice was lower than usual.
"Didn't your baby daughter tell you?"
Connie sneered and looked at Christina with hatred. "Christina put Carrie in a mental hospital..."
It was the first time Donald and Betty had heard of this. They frowned and turned to look at Christina.
Donald roared angrily at her. "See what you had done!"
Christina was not surprised by this scolding tone. Anyway, she was the one who caused everything.
She held a bad attitude and didn't say anything.
Seeing her temper, Betty immediately elbowed her and whispered, "Your father is still sick. Don't anger
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Christina could be persuaded by reason but not be cowed by force. That was why she always liked to
live with Betty. Donald's education model would only have a negative effect on her.
"Carrie hit my friend by car. So she was caught by the traffic police," Christina said briefly, ignoring her
parts.
"Why did Carrie hit your friend?" Betty couldn't understand.
"Crystal was unharmed and was discharged the next day. Carrie had a concussion. She was
transferred to the general ward after seven days."
Connie said coldly and turned to look straight at Christina, gritting her teeth. "Cecilia instigated her to
drive into someone. Carrie was a victim from beginning to end..."
Christina's face was cold and indifferent. "The police will investigate whether Carrie is the victim." She
was not interested in the things about Carrie.
Connie was angrier when she heard her say this, and her voice became high-pitched. "Let the police
investigate. How righteous did you say! Bah... Christina, you are playing tricks behind my back. You let
Charles directly convict Carrie. You want her to stay in the mental hospital for the rest of her life. The
rest of her life! Christina, how vicious you are!"
"I didn't!"
Christina looked a little strange and immediately retorted.
"Carrie was arrested for causing a traffic accident. I don't know why she was prisoned in a mental
hospital..."
Christina found that Connie had come to slander her again. Her surprise gradually calmed down and
she was more disgusted with Connie. She guessed and asked.
"Carrie was found to be mentally ill by the hospital. What are you two sisters plotting to? You want to
escape from the responsibility of the traffic accident with mental illness, right?"
Donald and Betty listened to their disagreements and couldn't judge the truth for a short while.
"... Let's wait until it is found out."
Donald seemed a little tired. He closed his eyes and said in a deep voice.
"Donald, this is what Christina did. If she wants to kill Carrie, her next target must be me."
Connie cursed excitedly, and her eyes dark was full of resentment. "I've been holding her back all these
years. I can't stand it anymore today. Either let Carrie go immediately, or I'll unveil everything today. You
never tend to favour Christina anymore. She's as selfish and vicious as her mother..."
"Connie, what right do you have to mention my mother? What did you say at that time? You said that
you and my father really loved each other and hoped that my mother would take the initiative to divorce
my father to fulfil your will. Then what did you do when my father was sick recently? You went out to
find men!"
Christina was also angry at once. She hated it when someone mentioned her mother, especially
Connie, the murderer.
"I'm telling you now, whether Charles interferes in Carrie's case or not, I won't plead for your two.
You've done evil enough. This is your retribution. You deserve it!"
"Retribution?"
Connie punched the table fiercely and scolded angrily, "Retribution, Christina, how dare you mention
the word 'retribution'... You, you are living in a fictional and beautiful world every day. Do you really
know what retribution is? Christina, your birth is the biggest retribution for the Dickens family!"
Christina's face changed. "What did you say? What did you mean?"
"Shut up!"
Donald stood up from the chair, holding the table and yelled at the two of them. He seemed to be very
angry that he coughed again. His face was unhealthy pale.
Connie's face was ferocious. She ran to the long cabinet in the living room to pick up a funeral photo.
She raised it high and smashed the frame of the photo angrily. Then she aimed her foot at a beautiful
woman in the photo and stomped on it fiercely.
"Mary, the bitch!"
Seeing that she had smashed her mother's funeral photo, Christina was stunned.
Betty turned around and was immediately annoyed. "Connie, are you crazy?"
Betty ran over to push her away to get the photo under her feet. Connie was full of resentment. She
stubbornly stepped on the photo, looked up with a crazy smile. She laughed hysterical. "Am I crazy?"
"It is the Eisenhower family that is crazy," she turned to look at her husband, who was weak and
panting. "And you, Donald, you're crazy too... All of you are crazy!"
Hearing her saying this, Betty's face was immediately filled with shock in complexity.
Connie looked at Christina, who was deep in thought and suddenly laughed even crazier. She shouted
at the top of her lungs, "All of you are hiding it from her..."
"Christina, your mother was pregnant with another unknown man's baby and this baby is you. Your
grandfather asked Donald to marry your mother so that she wouldn't be mocked by people. And you,
the spoiled child in the Dickens family, everyone is lying to you. You've been the biggest joke since you
were born."