Chapter 252 Did You Plan To Avoid Me Forever?
Suddenly, Whitney heard a scream or agom, followed by the sound of something heavy colliding with the wall.
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She opened her eyes just in time to see the man curled up against the comer, with his features twisted in pain
A hand reached toward her and pulled her into a firm embrace. Hernerves, still taut with fear, instinctively triggered a screamin
“It’s me.”
It was a familiar, deep voice that carried both urgency and concem, accompanieil by the faint, calming scent of ebony wood.
Looking up, het gaze met a pair of deep, penetrating eves.
It was Noel.
All the tector and despair she had bottled up transformed into a flood of vulnerability. Her vision blurred with tears, and she choked on the words caught in her
it’s okay now. You’re safe.” Noel said, holding her tightly. He gently stroked her back, trying to comfort her.
Behind them, faint rustling noises broke the moment.
Out of the corner of her eye, Whitney saw the man by the wall slowly standing up, pulling a knife from his pocket. The blade gleamed menacingly under the moonlight.
“You ruined my plan. I’ll kill the shit out of you!” the man shouted, lunging forward.
Noel had his back to him, oblivious to the danger.
Whitney barely had time to scream Without thinking, she pushed Noel out of the way, putting herself directly in the path of the attacker.
sharp and searing pain shot through her left
rang
stormed into the room, subduing the assailant as she collapsed into Noel’s
she forced a smile as she asked, “A–Are you
fine, Whitney. Please, hold on!
up and sprinted out
haze, she caught a glimpse of his tense jawline
berping of medical equipment pulled Whitney from the
scent of disinfectant filled her nose as she slowly opened her eyes, Above her was
was in the
finally awake!
Seeing Whitney awake, Helena rushed in.
but a slurp pain in her left chest stopped her, forcing a hiss from between
the wound,” Helena said as alar quickly
the dryness in her throat, Whitney
“Don’t worry, you’re sale
inde far sofaced, Whitey’s lips curved into a bittersweet smile. Her hand instinctively moved
relief and guilt
he
– Mr Howard? li te okay? Did he get
to
to handle some matters,”
“but Whitney, are you still going to keep lading this? Hiding the truths
something
don’t need
don’t know how to
brother, she understood all too well how complicated Whitney’s feelings were. Whitney had
dynamics and rapectations
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