I picked up a cold water glass from the table, poured a glass of water and handed it to Wendy. "Drink it."
Wendy shook her head firmly and said, "no, I won't drink it."
I came forward, grabbed her hair and was about to feed her.
Wendy struggled and started to struggle.
The water in the cup was hit by Wendy and spilled on the ground.
Wendy was struggling. At this time, several people who were watching the show came in one after another.
Emily stepped forward, but didn't dare to touch her. She bent over and comforted, "Natasha, please don't do that."
"Shut up!"
Emily drew back her neck and turned to look at Winson for help.
Wendy could have resisted.
However, with so many people coming in, she had to show her weakness and be pitiful after being bullied.
After that, I pulled her up again, pushed her into the cellar and locked her.
Wendy slammed the door and cried, "Natasha, please let me out. I'm afraid of Natasha. Sister... Winson, help me..."