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.

we finally made our way out of the bustling city center along Harmony

the more my

ventured into

a red light and he ordered, “Turn left.” Then, amidst the silence,

moment before my captor could react, I

going on? She’s been waiting outside for ages and hasn’t seen

even leave your house yet?” Gregory, puzzled,

tone, he spat,

hand slipped because I’m so nervous,” I

to sound convincing

cold laugh, pressing the knife slightly against my neck. “Make another slip, and I might

could

my back as I resigned myself to

again twice, but I dared

old estate. Driving through the grand entrance, we stopped in front of a dilapidated house, weeds overtaking

brakes, another car

man quickly got out and opened my door, snarling, “What are

fumbling with my