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.

"What did she do to make you cherish her

Finch family claimed you

assured that she remained dazed, incapable

imminent threat. He was angry and very

precisely Nixon's goal to see Jonathan

delightful thing, Uncle Jonathan. When you fall in love, she becomes

echoed in

efforts, she could only maintain consciousness. His words were all

a shiver down her

with Rose in Nixon's clutches, Jonathan refrained from

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

The air seemed to retain only the

by Nixon's shocked exclamation, "Oh my... Rose! How did you... How could you hurt yourself like

quickly questioned, "What happened to

Nixon offered no reply.

sharp edge had pierced her thigh, blood seeping out. Strangely, she appeared impervious to

crimson hue intensified the madness in Nixon's eyes. "Silly woman, I'll be

he claimed to be

moment she caught the utterance of "heartbroken",

somehow muted

she knew it was Jonathan

Nixon walked over and crouched

paid no attention. Instead, he deliberately drew closer, even extending his hand to

we do? Does it hurt? Look at you, sweating from the pain. It must be very painful. But it's

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