The Wrong Woman

Chapter 443

“Cole, get her to the hospital immediately,” Nathan commanded.

Without hesitation, Cole swiftly responded, lifting Phoebe and bolting outside. Mila trailed closely behind.

Just as she reached the doorway, her steps faltered, and she turned back to Nathan. Her voice tense with urgency as she instructed, “Daniel and the others are still trapped in other rooms. You have to rescue them.”

Nathan’s gaze darkened as he silently nodded in acknowledgment, a sharp pang of pain gripping his heart.

With her plea delivered, Mila’s mind couldn’t entertain any other thoughts as she hurriedly chased after Cole’s retreating form.

Nathan emerged from the room. Leaning against the railing, he observed the scene below with a cold detachment, his expression unreadable as he surveyed the criminals bound in the center of the living room.

Meanwhile, in the other rooms, forensic experts continued their search for explosives.

Descending the stairs, Nathan was met with the sight of Sienna wheeling out Daniel. His gaze was deep as he stared at Daniel.

“Dan,” Nathan greeted him as he approached.

Daniel remained composed. “You’ve arrived swiftly. Your abilities are truly remarkable.

“It’s just that Chubs‘ signal came in time,” Nathan replied as he approached Sienna, gesturing for her to let go. Stepping back, she complied.

wheelchair handle, pushing Daniel out of the door. As they were on their way out, Daniel asked, “Where’s Chubs?”

twinge of jealousy. “You both genuinely care

silence echoing the sting of Nathan’s words.

continued, “Phoebe is injured. Chubs is following

Daniel asked, “Who’s

clarified, “She’s one

“Ah, I understand.”

to Sunterland with her for treatment?”

to, but she’s determined on it.”

as long as there’s a glimmer

Daniel replied with a

outside was already

Daniel into the back seat and then stowed the wheelchair neatly into the trunk. Sienna

rain, the vehicle departed, leaving behind the dark

The

the shelter of the doorway and listened to the raindrops, his heart sinking with each passing moment.

conversation with

you love?” he

but his heart belongs elsewhere. It

Now, with the pieces