Chapter 142

Even though it was night, and even though she couldn’t make out the face of her rescuer, she was certain It was lan.

lan had come to save her.

Her eyes were teary. Her throat was raw. Just as she was about to speak, she felt the cold metal of a gun pressed against her forehead. A man’s sinister voice crept into her ears. “Take one more step, and believe me, I’ll blow her head off!”

But no sooner had he spoken than a gunshot rang out, and the man’s arm was shot through, blood spurting from the wound. The pain made him shiver, and his grip loosened, dropping the gun to the ground.

lan swiftly pulled Clara into his arms, delivering a series of expert kicks to the assailant, who spat out blood with each blow.

lan slipped off his jacket and draped it over Clara’s head, whispering words of comfort close to her ear. “It’ll be alright. I’m here to save you.”

around Clara. She saw nothing, and was controlled like a marionette by lan’s movements. The occasional grimace of pain from the

passed, and the fight

her head, lan’s hand stopped

scooped her into his arms and coldly ordered,

She could only feel lan’s rapid heartbeat. and the foul smell

trembled with residual nerves. “lan, are

out a low chuckle. His breath was warm against her ear. “Would you be worried if I said

seriously. Can you give me a

asking too. Can you face the question?”

shirt drenched in blood. She touched it, feeling the warm

her fingers quiver and a flicker of unmistakable emotion cross her eyes. It was brief, but lan caught it. He placed Clara in the car, gazing

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