Mr. Sallow's Sinful Wife by Maisie Chasey

Chapter 159 Both Arrived To Rescue Nancy

“Nancy!” Christian shouted and immediately rushed over, with Dylan closely following behind.

Upon seeing the arrival of help, the group of men hesitated briefly but maintained their audacious attitude. One of them taunted, “Who are you? I advise you not to meddle; this isn’t the time for you to play hero.”

“Dylan,” Christian called out and gave him a meaningful look to convey his intentions.

“Yes, Boss. You can trust me.”

In just a few minutes, all of the men were sprawled on the ground.

Nancy remained huddled in her previous spot, paralyzed by fear, clutching herself like a helpless, frightened rabbit. Her vulnerability tugged at the heartstrings of those who witnessed her distress.

As Christian looked at her, a sharp pang pierced his heart. Nancy was trembling, tears streaming down her face as she continued to cower. Determined to comfort her, he approached and extended a hand to help her up.

Suddenly, she trembled violently, desperately attempting to retreat. Her eyes remained shut, overwhelmed by paralyzing fear.

He swiftly understood her reaction-she had undoubtedly been traumatized by the recent events. With great sensitivity, he kneeled down and began to speak gently, “Nancy, open your eyes and look. I am Christian. Those men are gone. I’m here to rescue you.”

Christian? Is it him? But how could he be here? Nancy pondered, disbelief etched across her face.

her hesitation, Christian continued his earnest explanation, “It’s me, Christian. But don’t just take my word for it;

front of her, her

concerned and called out,

warning. cascading down her cheeks one after the other, Boohoo,” she cried out in a mix of relief and fear, her sobs loud and unrestrained. “I’m so scared. I’m scared to death. You

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seem. like I always run into you when I’m in trouble? Did I save you in a past life or something?” Her emotions surged, and crying became a cathartic release for her fear

I’ll take you back,” Christian reassured her, lifting

to her feet.

“Okay.”

blazing with anger. He clenched his fists, his fury so intense that he yearned to deliver a punch to Christian’s face. Inwardly, he couldn’t help but think, What a pleasant surprise! Is this the

Nicholas’ words hissed through clenched teeth, brimming with immense anger. Half an hour ago, he had received a WhatsApp message from Nancy, a brief sentence: “I’m at… the bar.” At the time, he was in a meeting, so he had the voice message transcribed to text. It left him puzzled, but a lingering doubt gnawed at his heart. So, he decided

message while intoxicated, he became extremely worried. He feared for her safety and how she would get back home. Without waiting for the meeting to begin,

arms, and he quickly surmised that this must have been her intention

anger. What he didn’t want to admit even more was the intense jealousy and envy that had consumed him at that moment. He was almost driven

“No. I don’t…”

with him. She resisted vehemently and had no desire to see him at that moment. She was also puzzled about how he had arrived there, thinking, Wasn’t he on

heed her plea and carried her

two figures vanished into the noisy crowd, Dylan hesitantly

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one who saved her first. Why does he