"It won't happen," Nash said, panting and wincing in pain. "I won't die. If I die, who will protect you? So, I won't die."Nina could not bear to hear such words, and she cried even harder.Nash, with a gentle look in his eyes, patted her back to calm her down.He was afraid, too. He was afraid of dying, afraid of leaving her alone. If something like this happened again, who would protect her? He also feared that the so-called Zac would come to take her away or deceive her. He worried she might get hurt or fall for another man.His possessiveness made him worry about these things, though he knew he would be ridiculed if he admitted it.Nash's lips curved into a bitter smile.Nina wiped her tears away, though she could not stop herself from crying. It was not the time for tears.Her eyes, red from crying, locked onto his. "It's a promise then. I believe you."She found no other way to comfort herself.Nash stared at her with a smile, not a bitter one this time, but one of
Yvonne furrowed her brows and said sternly, "Have you lost your mind? What do you mean by self-protection? Can you match a man in strength? Do you have superhuman martial arts skills? Be realistic. You're not a superhero. You're a woman, and a pregnant one at that. Blaming yourself won't solve anything while the real criminals are still out there. Pressuring yourself with guilt won't fix the problem!"Nina blamed herself for being too weak, while so many people wanted her dead. She felt powerless and guilty for putting others at risk.Yvonne's words made sense. No matter how upset she was, the real criminals were still free.Nina hugged Yvonne, leaning on her shoulder. "I'm scared. I feel like this isn't just a simple kidnapping. I can't fight them!"She had felt this fear in the trunk. The experience had put immense physical and mental pressure on her.Yvonne's expression softened, and she gently comforted Nina. "Don't be afraid. I'll be by your side, and we'll face and solve thi
As her superior, Sawyer was sipping tea, indifferent to Scarlett's fate. It was only when she collapsed that he put down his teacup and fixed his sharp gaze on her. "Are you trying to let that woman go on purpose?"Scarlett lay on the ground, her eyes open as she struggled to crawl towards him. "I didn't..."Sawyer said, "You were clearly about to throw her off, but you hesitated. I have to suspect that you're having second thoughts."Scarlett's face was pale and she looked disheveled. She grabbed the bottom of his pants with all her strength. "She grabbed my hand. I tried to throw her, but I couldn't. Please forgive me this time. I promise I won't fail again!"Without mercy, Sawyer kicked her away.Scarlett groaned in pain, the taste of blood heavy in her mouth, making her nauseous. But what she wanted now was to survive. "In the end, the plan worked out. Your target was the man, and he's been shot. He's at death's door. I've done my part."At this, Sawyer walked over to her and
Sawyer's anger subsided as he met Wilfred's gaze, narrowing his eyes slightly. "That depends on your sincerity."Seeing this, Scarlett turned pale. "Wilfred knows nothing about my plan. He had no idea. Please, spare him this time."Sawyer reached for Wilfred's hand, but Wilfred withdrew it. Wilfred then said meaningfully, "Let's have a drink tonight."All of Sawyer's rage dissipated, and he smiled. "Alright, I'll be waiting."With that, Sawyer let Scarlett go and left with his men.Scarlett struggled to her feet, despite her body being covered in whip marks. She endured the pain and, with urgency in her voice, said, "You're insane! Don't you know he's a pervert? Going there is a death sentence!"Now, it was just the two of them.Wilfred's gaze shifted to Scarlett, and he used a disinfecting wipe to clean the hand that had touched Sawyer's face. A flicker of disgust appeared in his eyes.He despised it, but there was no escape."Don't worry," Wilfred said calmly.Scarlett in
Wilfred looked at her with a gentle smile, but there was a hint of sadness in his eyes. Why did his sadness affect her so deeply? She recalled the harsh words she had said before, realizing they might have hurt him. Suddenly, she understood that Wilfred likely would not harm her. Perhaps he had his own reasons.She wanted to cross the street to reach him, but she had to wait for the light to turn green. As cars passed by, her eyes followed Wilfred, hoping he would not leave before she could get to him.When the light finally changed, Nina hurried across the street. But when she reached the other side, Wilfred was nowhere to be seen. Instead, she found a basket of freshly picked strawberries on the sidewalk.Nina stood there, stunned. She picked up the basket and looked around, calling out, "Wilfred! Come out, I need to talk to you! Why are you hiding from me?"She was so close to getting answers, but he had vanished, leaving behind a basket of strawberries. What did this mean
Miranda saw Nash through the glass window. He looked like he was barely hanging on. She grabbed the man in the camouflage uniform, her eyes red with anxiety. "How is he? Is he seriously injured? How did he get hurt so badly, and when will he wake up?""I don't know," the man in the camouflage uniform replied. "But miss, this is a quiet zone. If you want to wait for Captain York to wake up, you need to do so quietly.""How did he get hurt and end up in the ICU?" Miranda said anxiously. "Will he die?"She was clearly frightened.Yvonne, seeing her panic, could not help but say, "Why is she so worked up? She's not his wife! And how does she know Nash was injured? Could she be the one behind your kidnapping?"Nina had already suspected something when Miranda asked about Nash. It had only been a few hours since he was shot and admitted to the ICU, and no one had been informed. How did Miranda know? Unless she was in cahoots with them. Just from that information, Nina was alread
Miranda's gaze at Nina was incredibly fierce, as if declaring war. She was silently saying that she would not let her off easily! Nina had never seen such a gaze before, and it was clear that even Miranda felt some pressure.No longer willing to give Miranda any face, Nina said, "Miss Miranda, you've seen him and made your scene. Please leave now. You don't need to worry about when my husband will wake up!"Miranda was even more reluctant to leave. "Nina, who do you think you are? You’re nothing but an abandoned wife!""I'm his wife. He risked his life to save me. You have no right to be here!" Nina retorted sharply. "Escort her out!""You..." Miranda seethed with anger.But the man in the camouflage uniform followed Nina's orders. They all knew Nash had been injured saving Nina, and she was rightfully his wife."Miss, please leave. Otherwise, we’ll have to force you out."Seeing the group of tall, muscular men armed and ready, Miranda knew she could not win this fight. She gl
Seeing that Nina had not come out for a long time, Julia went into the study."Nina, what are you looking for?" Julia asked from the doorway, seeing Nina buried in her search.Nina looked up. "Mom, I remember Dad loved collecting newspapers. How come I can't find them?"Zion had a hobby of collecting newspapers, keeping them in a box from the earliest editions to the most recent. They should have been well-organized, easy to find. But she could not locate them.At this, Julia's expression changed slightly. Not wanting Nina to notice, she walked over with a smile. "What newspapers are you looking for? Let me help."Nina replied, "It's from when I was in middle school. There should be some, right?"Julia grew more nervous. "Which issue specifically? You were in middle school for three years. Do you know the exact issue?""When I was kidnapped at school," Nina said casually. "That was a big event. It should've made the papers."Julia's expression shifted again and again. "Why are