Chapter 750 Call the Police?

Meryl crouched behind the door, her heart pounding.

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She could make out two men speaking in hushed tones outside.

Though she couldn’t understand their words, their local accent was unmistakable.

Suddenly, the door burst open.

Acting on instinct, Meryl clutched her son in one arm and hurled the desk lamp at the intruders with her other hand.

The lamp struck one of them, but his partner cursed and lunged forward, easily disarming her.

Both men were heavily tattooed and intimidating in appearance.

Terror gripped Meryl as she tried to flee with her son but they were too quick as they realized her intentions.

One of them grabbed her by the neck and roughly dragged her back, spitting foreign obscenities while her son wailed in her

arms.

This was Meryl’s first encounter with such violence. She couldn’t believe a burglary could happen in broad daylight in what she thought was a safe downtown area.

Chapter 750 Call the Police?

Desperately, she offered them money. The men sneered and demanded she go to the bank immediately for cash.

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To ensure her compliance, they insisted on keeping her child as collateral.

Panic seized Meryl at the thought of leaving her son.

How could she trust these criminals with her baby? What if they took the money and killed him anyway?

But she was powerless to negotiate in her position.

Thinking quickly, Meryl recognized their primary motivation was financial.

needed feeding first, and

moved by her

with her son and

knew she had only bought herself

when both their lives

bathroom window offered a

the second floor, jumping with an infant was

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minutes, the robbers began pounding

time, they lost

door frame splintered under their assault, Meryl clutched her crying

gunshot rang out, followed by a

where firearms were

gap under the door, she glimpsed blood

was that? Who else

was paralyzed with fear, her legs shaking so badly she

the bathtub with her son, scarcely daring

down, replaced

felt like death drawing

naive she’d been. Surviving abroad alone with

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imagined. She had drastically overestimated the safety of

flashed

she and their son had died in a foreign land, would he mourn them? Would he

gazed up at her with innocent

his cheek. “I’m sorry, sweetheart. I tried my best. You’ve barely begun your life, and

out. It was Felix, and his tone was soothing

stared at the door in disbelief.

You’re safe now. Open

and opened

Did you miss me so much

eyes were

fear and relief crashed over her at once, and she

relieved when she saw a

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