Surprised Wife With Twins

Chapter 1428: You're Too Filthy to Accompany Claire in Death

Rowan showed no mercy. Daphne Wells was beaten down by him, her pain unbearable, and she soon lost all strength to resist. At that moment, a helicopter circled overhead, its rumbling sound filling the air. Everyone but the enraged Rowan looked up, watching as the helicopter descended lower and lower before finally landing.

The rain began to pour heavily, growing stronger and washing over the ground. "Die, Daphne Wells! You devil! No, you're even worse than a devil!" Rowan grabbed her by the collar, punching her face repeatedly with increasing force. Blood began to flow from the corner of Daphne Wells’ mouth, and two of her teeth were knocked out. She experienced ringing in her ears and felt like she was about to die, but she was too weak to even cry for help.

The two police officers’ gazes shifted from the helicopter back to Rowan and Daphne Wells. They suddenly realized the situation had turned dire and rushed over. "Stop hitting her, Dr. Watson! She's going to die!" "Dr. Watson! Let go!" "Dr. Watson! Enough!"

"Ahh!" Rowan roared, still furiously throwing punches at Daphne Wells. “You're too filthy to accompany Claire in death! You crazy woman! You should have been dead long ago!"

held open large black umbrellas as Ivan Marsh, Jennifer, and Finnley

river. She admitted it herself. The

Marsh's eyes darkened, his handsome face cold and serious. He instructed the search and rescue team captain behind him, "You

a row of people followed

frenzied Rowan away. "Dr. Watson! She's going to die! Wake up! Let go!" "Dr. Watson! You can vent your anger,

The only thought in his mind was to avenge Claire. The two police officers restrained Rowan, while two others picked up the woman who was

air. The bloodstained ground was a shocking sight. The woman's face was bruised and swollen, her hair a mess. She was

officers" grasp, kneeling in the puddle of blood and rainwater,

heart was so intense; it felt as if every hair on his body had turned into sharp needles, stabbing into him through his pores. There were no visible wounds, but it

were mourning for Claire. Finnley, witnessing the scene, felt half his anger dissipate. The kind- hearted