The Broken-hearted She And The Icy He

Chapter 393 The Girl Who Survived

Chapter 393 The Girl Who Survived

The man had been dead drunk last night and was still passed out. When Jenn heard the sound of police sirens, she dragged her battered body into the alley next door.

Seeing the police at the Xander family residence, she burst into tears of joy–she was finally going to be rescued.

When she heard them talking about the basement entrance, she knew–another innocent girl had been bought by those animals Ben and Jerry.

She quickly wiped her tears and said, “The basement entrance is in the Xander family’s kitchen. The hatch is covered with straw, blended in with the pile on the floor. It’s almost impossible to spot.”

The Xander family’s basement was notoriously well hidden.

Jenn only knew about the entrance because her roommate, Sharon, had been sold to the Xander family.

In the early years after they were both trafficked, they occasionally managed to see each other and even planned to escape together.

But even though Jenn was sold to a home just a stone’s throw away, she hadn’t seen Sharon in three years.

For three long years, she hadn’t heard a word. The silence gnawed at her, filling her with constant unease.

And now, with the Xander brothers buying yet another woman, her anxiety had reached its peak.

Enduring the searing pain across her body, Jenn stumbled into the kitchen, lifted the wooden hatch that led to the basement, and threw it aside.

“The person you’re looking for is down there!”

People–how different they can be.

Some, after being caught in the rain, want nothing more than to tear apart someone else’s umbrella.

Like Mathilda.

more if she got caught escaping again, she never even tried. She

the Ginger family found her, she only looked out for herself and did everything she could

soaked to the bone, just want to

Ise.

Like Jenn.

the pain, all the hopelessness–she just wanted the

she wanted to take her friend

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“Sharon!”

Sharon so badly. Clinging to the edge of

“Lily!”

been opened. James’s voice grew

tone, seeing him rush down the steps

her strength and bit

out in pain, she shoved him away with everything she had and shouted, “James, I’m

“Lily…”

opened the hatch, James saw a sliver of hope–but also the edge of a

that what waited for him below

voice. Then he saw her

and unshakable,

her like a gale of wind and wrapped her in a fierce, unrelenting embrace. The overwhelming relief of getting her back

to

“James…”

Lily couldn’t

her like that anymore. It wasn’t right for her to hold onto him so

so much. She didn’t care. She clung to him

people into the basement left Ben

as a hostage. It was their only shot at