My Sleeping Beauty Husband by Lyanna Nichols

Chapter 237 She Got Saved

Cynthia didn't know how long she had been walking. Without taking any food for a day and a half, she was tired and hungry. Her legs were sore.

Her lips were dry and her skin was bursting. She felt like she would faint at any minute.

Cherry was even more delicate. She didn't dare to complain when she was pointed at with a gun, but now she was exhausted. She sat on the ground and couldn't move anymore.

"Get up!" The follower behind her stepped forward and kicked her, ''Or I will shoot you down."

Cherry knew that they would not use that precious bullet. She sat on the ground, gasping for breath, "I can't walk anymore. I haven't eaten since last night. I really can't walk. You can shoot me if you dare to. I won't walk anyway."

The follower was furious. He got threatened by his hostage.

While no one was paying attention to her, Cynthia threw the cloth from her coat into the grass beside her.

She sprinkled small pieces of cloth along the way, leaving clues for the people behind. Her coat was only half left. Fortunately, she fled for a day, and her clothes were already tattered, so they didn’t notice that.

"Move faster!" The boss turned back angrily, and shouted sharply.

Cherry was scared. She shrank her neck and didn't reply. The other man complained, "Boss, she won't move!"

"I've told you to kill them. They only waste our time!" The boss cursed and pointed the gun at Cherry.

Cherry stiffened her neck, "You won't shoot."

She heard what Cynthia said just now. She knew he only had one bullet.

"D*mn it!" The boss spat sullenly, "If you dare to say another word, I'll throw you off the cliff. Try me."

Cynthia's legs trembled. She quickly stood up, "I, I'll go. I will be obedient."

said to his follower, "You need to be tough. Don't be a

sell her, so our trip won't be in vain!" The follower said in a low voice with a bitter

they didn't make any and lost most of their people. He wanted to

nothing. Suddenly, he accidentally caught a glimpse of white stuff in the grass.

the white thing. Cynthia knew he found

fiercely at Cynthia, the only one in white clothes,

clasped her neck tightly, "B*tch, are you making marks all the way? How dare

Their routine was all exposed. It was only a matter of time before those people found

D*mn it.

hand desperately, but she didn't shake it at all. Gradually, her face

was stunned. She realized

Would Cynthia die?

also a secret joy in her heart. The mountain that

"Woof!"

draining. At the very moment of suffocation, a dog barking suddenly came

Her rescuers came.

Cynthia felt her neck loosen, and a shrill

She was saved!

and

gunshots. Alston held the gun. His eyes were serious, and his whole body was filled with coldness. He looked

name softly, but her throat hurt, and she only

grab her arm. He asked

clothes rubbed against the wound on her

the ferocious purple-red handprint on her neck, Lorenz was so angry that he turned around and punched the trafficker boss

and walked towards Cynthia. There was only a fist

"Cynthia!"

voice was trembling. Cynthia noticed that

if I was