Chapter 352 Self-harm

"Rose!" Jonathan's voice quivered uncontrollably.

Nixon deliberately increased the call volume, making sure that Jonathan could hear Rose's voice clearly.

Nixon detected Jonathan's unease at the mention of Rose. He cast a glance at her, devoid of any emotion.

At this moment, Rose slouched against the bulkhead, her gaze distant. The wound on her head, inflicted earlier when she resisted Nixon, continued to bleed.

Initially feeling feeble, Rose was now slipping into unconsciousness.

Despite the drowsiness overwhelming her, Rose managed to hear Jonathan's voice. In a hazy state, she mumbled, "Hubby..."

Rose hovered on the edge of passing out, with even Nixon's silhouette before her beginning to sway and her surroundings blurring.

But Rose knew that she couldn't afford to pass out. If she did, Nixon would have his way with her.

In her foggy state, Rose pinched her thigh, attempting to stay alert through the pain.

"Rose..."

Jonathan's heart clenched when all he could hear was silence from the cabin. He attempted to elicit a response from Rose, but all he encountered was an unsettling and eerie quiet. Jonathan's grip on his phone tightened gradually.

Jonathan was left with nothing but the sound of Nixon's breath on the other end of the line. The former warned through clenched teeth, "Nixon, do you comprehend the consequences if you hurt Rose? If I were in your shoes, I'd think twice about using her for revenge, or else..."

Even through the phone call, Nixon unmistakably sensed Jonathan's threat. At that moment, Jonathan seemed like an apex predator, evoking instinctive awe and fear from Nixon.

Nixon trembled at first, but soon, all the awe and fear in his heart were replaced by madness. Nixon said with a cunning smirk, "You do love her, don't you?"

Jonathan frowned.

continued, "What did she do to make you cherish her so much? You

willing to give it away. Haha! Even the Finch family claimed you were cold and heartless, incapable of understanding love. Have you

cast a glance at Rose, assured that she remained dazed, incapable of hearing his words. Thus, he didn't hesitate to expose Jonathan's

tenor of Jonathan's breath hinted at an imminent threat. He was angry and very much

Jonathan in

mad. "Falling in love is a delightful thing, Uncle Jonathan. When you fall in love, she

in the

what Nixon was saying. Despite her efforts, she could only maintain consciousness. His words were all a

however, sent a

Rose in Nixon's clutches, Jonathan refrained from acting recklessly. Nixon wasn't wrong. Jonathan had developed feelings for Rose, making her

Jonathan now realized he had overlooked many vulnerabilities. If someone like Nixon could endanger Rose, what

seemed to retain only the

replaced by Nixon's shocked exclamation, "Oh my... Rose! How did you... How

heart sank, and he quickly questioned, "What

Nixon offered no reply.

sharp

madness in Nixon's eyes. "Silly woman, I'll be heartbroken if

be

the utterance of "heartbroken", an overwhelming

Jonathan urgently called over the phone, but Nixon had somehow muted

she knew it was Jonathan on the other

Nixon walked over and

eyes was evident, but Nixon paid no attention. Instead, he deliberately drew closer, even extending his hand

his words remained seemingly tender. "Look at all this blood. What should we do? Does it hurt? Look at you, sweating from the pain. It must be

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