Chapter 483

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Luke gritted his teeth against the stabbing pain, not letting out a sound. He forced himself to stand, positioning his body in front of hers to fight off the three thugs. But the wound was too deep.

Within minutes, his strength waned under the assault, and the thugs knocked him down, pulling the knife from his body with intentions of striking again.

Whitney, fueled by desperation, scrambled to her feet and grabbed a torch, charging at them. "Back off! Or I swear I'll burn this place down and take us all with it!" The masked intruders exchanged wary glances. Clearly, their plans had gone awry thanks to this man's intervention.

Taking Whitney now would only draw unwanted attention.

The best move was to flee before the cops showed up.

Casting a glance at Whitney, who was menacingly igniting the torch with alcohol, they dropped their weapons and ran.

torch aloft until she reached a dry patch of floor,

the ground, his leg drawn up, shaking from pain. Her heart raced with

helped him up and

locked..." Luke gasped, hearing the

tried to shake the iron door,

you get

the first was locked. They must've locked the others on their

but it's not easy to find like a pin dropped

gaze, her emotions a rollercoaster of fear and confusion. Why had he

With the dim light, he painstakingly inspected her for injuries, relieved to

cut through the tension.

at him for not answering her calls, for leaving her in danger, for choosing to be with someone else over saving her. Tears

his jaw. "Whitney, don't

voice was barely a

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