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."

boss snorted and said to his follower, "You need to be

her, so our trip won't be in vain!" The follower

would make a large amount of money on this trip. Unfortunately, they didn't make any and lost most of their people. He wanted to sell the

and said nothing. Suddenly, he accidentally caught a glimpse of white stuff in

picked up the white thing. Cynthia

looked fiercely at Cynthia, the only one in white clothes, with anger welling up

forward and clasped her neck tightly, "B*tch, are you making

marks all the way. Their routine was

D*mn it.

boss's hand desperately, but she didn't shake it at

was stunned. She realized

Would Cynthia die?

she was flustered and afraid, there was also a secret joy in her

"Woof!"

rapidly draining. At the very moment of suffocation,

Her rescuers came.

and a shrill scream came from

She was saved!

breathed deeply. The trafficker boss lay on the ground rolling and crying while

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

but her throat hurt, and she only let out a hoarse

rushed over to grab her arm. He asked anxiously,

the wound on

so angry that he turned around and punched the

the gun to Bill and walked towards Cynthia. There was only a fist distance between them, and

"Cynthia!"

voice was trembling. Cynthia noticed that his

was