Love’s Cunning Ruse

Chapter 280

Everything happened so quickly. He had scooped her up into his arms and whisked her away from the serpent’s tail, her feet leaving the ground in an instant. There had been no wind on the small island, but his swift action had caused a slight breeze to brush against Julie’s face, ruffling her hair.

A sharp intake of breath reached her ears.

Snapping out of her surprise, Julie looked down to see the python that had been ready to strike her. Its mouth was open with venomous fangs. Her sudden departure had caused the serpent to miss its target and strike his ankle instead.

He had a gun in his other hand and with one shot, he blew the serpent’s head off. The accuracy of his shot was breathtaking. The snake writhed on the spot for a while before it finally

died.

He then let her down and squatted beside her.

Julie was genuinely scared. In her world, creatures like these were far scarier than any weapon. Even now, seeing the dead body of the snake, she couldn’t help but shudder. The python, over a metre long, had frightened her so much that she was still struggling to catch her breath.

Would he die here because he had saved her, and there was no antidote on this island?

“Are you okay?” Julie asked, her words coming out choppy from her laboured breaths.

Just a moment ago, he had been holding a gun at her, and she had thought of a thousand ways to escape. But she never imagined that he would risk his life to save hers.

“What do we do now?” She asked, her eyes welling up as she watched his ankle swell rapidly. She held the two ends of his wound, thinking of scenes from TV dramas.

She looked up at him, her eyes full of helplessness, her face etched with worry. She asked, “Would sucking it out work? What should I do?”

He was sitting on the leaf-littered ground, quietly watching her. Sunlight filtered down through the leaves and fell on her hair. She was kneeling beside his ankle, her hair swept to one side.

He had never thought that he would one day get injured while saving a woman. However, the decision to save her had been made without a moment’s hesitation. He knew that the snake

wasn’t venomous.

She had dropped her backpack as though ready to make a difficult decision.

Julie never thought she would be held hostage at gunpoint, nor did she think that her negligence could cost someone their life. Even if there was only a one-in-a-million chance, she didn’t want anyone to sacrifice their life because of her mistake.

was going to

it over his ankle, took a deep breath, and prepared herself for what was about to come. She closed her eyes and

hit

non-venomous,” he explained calmly, lifting her head with his hand to prevent any contact between her mouth

Julie was speechless.

and wanted to kill him!

She

non-venomous snakes can cause swelling due to bacteria and toxicity in their teeth and saliva,” he explained calmly. “use the first aid kit to disinfect the wound.”

of everything, he had saved

took out the disinfectant and carefully cleaned his

asked out of the

on her task, Julie almost blurted out her real name. But remembering

My mom and dad both love the country, so they named me Patriot. My last name is Newell, but you can just

an expression that said ‘I’d be a fool to believe

given by my parents who gave birth to me and raised

like he didn’t care whether she was lying

doing the basic disinfection and care for his wound, Julie started to explore the island. She gave him a

wisely kept her mouth shut. The less she

her eye, she asked casually, “Did you save me because you knew the

black coat and draped it over him to cover his bare body, which was

her with a look of distaste, but Julie didn’t care. She looked at his blue-green eyes and said, “You won’t shoot

didn’t say anything, and of course, he didn’t answer Julie’s first question either.

back to save you, right?” She asked, looking hopeful.

he

uninhabited island. Although the snake we encountered was not venomous, there might be other creatures. How many

save one for

turned her back to him, no longer wanting to talk

dragged on, stretching out for a

echoed through the dense forest. Julie instantly spun around, compelled to check if the man behind her was still

shut. He seemed to be dozing off, or maybe he

hand in front of the man’s face, but he didn’t seem to stir.

to the gun gripped in the man’s strong and lean fingers, a wave of nervousness causing her to swallow hard. Then, ever so gently and slowly, she began to