Rebirth Into My Second Chance

Kate's eyes were covered, and her voice trembled with fear, "Let me go!" Richard remained silent, the cold back of the knife sliding across her throat.

"I know it's you, Richard, isn't it!" Though her voice trembled, the blindfold didn't prevent her from accurately guessing it was Richard. But it wasn't me.

Richard still didn't speak.

"Richard, let me go, or Claude won't let you off the hook. Just let me go, and I promise I'll ensure Claude doesn't give you a hard time," she tried to coax information out of Richard with her words. But Richard's grip tightened suddenly, and the knife accidentally nicked her neck, drawing a faint line of blood.

Terrified, Kate screamed, "Don't kill me. Please don't kill me! I'll tell you a secret!"

Hearing it, Richard moved the knife away from Kate's neck.

Kate asked, "Do you want to know where Claire has gone? If I tell you she's dead, will you let me go?"

With a swift motion, the knife left a mark on Kate's face, accompanied by her scream. "It hurts! My face!"

Richard stared her down fiercely, his knife ruthlessly scratching her cheek.

Sobbing and holding her face, Kate pleaded, "I'll tell you where Claire is, and you'll let me go, right?"

Somewhat moved, Richard ripped the blindfold off and coldly demanded, "Where?"

Between sobs and laughter, Kate mocked him, "You didn't believe she was dead, but you'll believe she's alive?"

Richard raised the knife toward her eyes. "Talk properly!"

and you don't let me go, what then? Maybe

side. "Richard, don't

his rage, Richard drove the knife into her

pain made her tremble. Her lips turned pale, and she was sweaty

Kate's trap. But this version of

Serenity Bluff wasn't where we used to hike. Could it be the

do to her?" Richard struck Kate's face with a fierce

just know she's there. It has nothing to do with me. I know, but

as she was, she must be telling the

save her, it's not like you couldn't," Richard hit her relentlessly, turning into a devil

begging,

then stopped. "It's not time to kill you yet. You

received a document yesterday. It stated Claire was dead. I seriously

seemed to be regretting something. But why should she regret anything? She knew where I was being held and kept

Kate at all, not in

stunned. After securing Kate tightly, he left the abandoned factory

A chill ran through me. Could there be a trap? I wanted to stop Richard, but

don't act now, prepare

were brief to prevent his

muttered, "Claire, I won't

craziness, not

truth

find something to prevent