My Little Miss Devil

Susan had never thought that she who was so afraid of death would have the courage to leap down from a 33-story building.

At first she was just happy to see a white line across the clouds from the plane outside, and the nanny, who was playing with her cell phone and holding a spoon to feed her at the same time, didn't get any response. "You're not eating again, are you? I don't have the patience to feed you anymore. Do you think you're still the young mistress of the Bull family? You are none other than an infamous slut!"

The nanny's scolding was unpleasant, and Susan, with her burning red face, slowly regained her consciousness, opened her mouth and shouted "ah" blankly.

When she heard the words "Young Mistress of the Bull family", she felt her heart was stabbed by as if ten million needles. The fishy smell filled her sore throat.

She had engaged to Henry since being born. No matter who they were, they assumed that Susan was the young mistress of the Bull family. Her life was originally planned just like that of a princess, but since Sunny Hard appeared, everything had changed.

Henry's increasing indifference and even disgust made her painful. Until a year ago, she married him in a way that even made herself feel inferior, and became Mrs. Bull.

She thought her dream had come true, but it was the beginning of a nightmare.

The discontinuation of the relationship with her mother, the disappointment of Mrs Bull, and death curse she made to her husband let them drift apart farther and farther away from themselves, and finally reached the point that they refused to meet each other again.

"Do you think the young master will come to see you again?" The nanny saw Susan's silly look, a wisp of malice rose from her heart. This woman had always been bossy before, and now she deserved to have a suffer. She took out a shining silver needle from her purse. Susan had naturally noticed it, her body shivering terribly.

"Susan, don't blame me. I also earn money by working for other people!"

"No, please don't..."

The nanny grabbed Susan's slender arms, clutched her fingers and pricked them with the needles without any hesitation. With the nerves of the fingertips linked with the heart, Susan instinctively began to cry and struggle, but as weak as she was, how could she resist the nanny. The more the nanny abused her, the more pleased she felt.

"Bitch, when you acted wildly before, did you think your would have this suffer today? Andy was really foolish to die for someone like you."

He was dead?

Susan looked up at nanny blankly. The pain on her fingers made her a little confused. Since losing her child, she had been in a trance. She was crazy, and she did not remember what she had done or who she had met.

Susan's eyes widened and asked in goofiness,"Andy ... elder brother ... what happened to him?"

The nanny leaned over, patted Susan's face, and whispered to her ear, "He was dead."

Susan's pupils widened. Sickness gushed violently from her throat. Everything before her eyes turned white, and her memory was intermittently covered with a layer of blood. She as if saw the only one who was willing to hug her when anyone blamed and abused her fell into the blood.

Susan remembered that if she hadn't struggled to snatch the steering wheel and intended to meet Henry, there wouldn't be a car accident ...

She woke up unexpectedly, and her eyes gradually became clear. Susan smiled gently to the nanny. "Then I will go with him."

The nanny had looked after Susan for so long. She suddenly saw her smiling brightly, as if a flower bloomed to the extreme and finally withered. She was stunned for a while. Before she could react, Susan got up, strode to the window sill on the sofa and leaped down after breaking the blinds with her body.

The sorrowful howl of the wind poured into her ears. Her heart paralyzed at first ...

If I could relive again, Henry, I would never love you any more.