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."

and said to his follower, "You need to

I'm not. I want to sell her, so our trip won't be in vain!" The follower said in

this trip. Unfortunately, they didn't make any and lost most of their people.

nothing. Suddenly, he accidentally caught a glimpse of white

up the white thing. Cynthia knew he

the only one in white clothes, with anger welling up in his

forward and clasped her neck tightly, "B*tch, are you making marks all the way? How dare you? I'm going to

but this b*tch was throwing marks all the way. Their routine was all

D*mn it.

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

She realized how scary these people

Would Cynthia die?

there was also a secret joy in her heart. The mountain

"Woof!"

strength was rapidly draining. At the very moment of

Her rescuers came.

loosen, and a shrill scream came from

She was saved!

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

held the gun. His eyes were

her throat hurt, and she only let out a hoarse

rushed over to grab her arm. He asked anxiously, "You got

head, but her clothes rubbed against the wound on her neck,

purple-red handprint on her neck, Lorenz was so angry that he

There was only a fist distance between them, and

"Cynthia!"

was trembling. Cynthia noticed that

I was later..." He