Can’t Win Me Back by Ginger Sue

Chapter 2181

Carl's eyes blazed with feral intensity. A monstrous grin twisted his face as he laughed and cried simultaneously, lost in a manic frenzy. "Very well then.... Let's die together," he declared.

'All you've done is because you want to be with Axel as an unlawful couple." Carl chuckled. "But don't you ever dare dream of having your wish come true!"

Carl held Amber in a chokehold as he retreated toward the edge of the roof step by step.

At last, he planted a cold and moist kiss on Amber's cheek, accompanied by a drop of bitter tear. "Amber, if we can't be together when we're alive, let's be husband and wife when we get to the afterlife."

In the next second, Amber's heart dropped as she fell backward weightlessly.

"Amber!" Axel cried out. At lightning speed, he charged toward Amber.

Simultaneously, a whoosh sounded from the church rooftop. A sharp crack followed a piercing sound that tore through the air from over 300 feet away.

As Amber was dragged toward the roof's edge with the vicious Carl, she heard a sharp crack above her head, like an egg against a rock. Terror-stricken, she gasped for breath.

Then, the air seemed to freeze. Axel saw a gunshot wound blossoming on Carl's forehead. Carl glared fixedly at Axel, mouth wide open. Looking as if he were in extreme pain, he leaned backward.

fear as she

awaited her was a deep and

grabbed Amber's arm in

heaving chest. He longed to

okay," Axel comforted

his tears, pounding heart, and labored breaths betraying his

hug him back, but her arms felt

dear Lord...

this is the most terrifying crime scene that I've handled within these three years. If this happens every other day, all that

he hadn't assisted us in secret." Jonah peered at the church opposite them. With relief in his eyes, he remarked, "None of the men in the

off the building, died a

white cloth and moved him to

on the church rooftop, completed his arduous task successfully. He packed his gun away. With a deep look in his eyes, he

it was through his composure

Amber's body

her in his

his breathing was deep and heavy. Like a fine sculpture, he maintained the