When Love Breaks by Jack

Chapter 270

My hands clutched the steering wheel so tightly my knuckles turned white. Under the threat of the criminal’s blade, fear coursed through my veins

Even after exiting the parking garage, the knife remained at my throat, barely noticeable yet unmistakably there.

Frozen in place, the fear within me escalated with each passing moment.

I tried to keep my voice steady. “Who sent you?”

The man snorted, “Cut the chatter and keep driving.”

His guard was up, making it clear he wasn’t to be trifled with.

Suddenly, it clicked. Bryant’s waming this moming… It all made sense now,

But neither of us could have anticipated this.

It was the weekend, and traffic was starting to pile up.

finally made our way out of the bustling city center along

the more

ventured into the

spoke was to command me at intersections, like when we approached a red light and he ordered, “Turn left.” Then, amidst the silence,

moment before my captor could

waiting outside for ages and hasn’t seen you.” Before I could respond,

Where are you? Is there a bad signal or something? Jane? Did you even leave your house yet?” Gregory, puzzled, asked, “Hello? He couldn’t finish his sentence before the man, with a swift move

he spat, “I told

slipped because I’m so nervous,” I lied,

to sound convincing

let out a cold laugh, pressing the knife slightly against my neck. “Make

could

as I resigned myself to driving wherever this

twice, but

the grand entrance, we stopped in front of a dilapidated house,

another car pulled

got out and opened my door,

I stammered, fumbling with my