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.
through her left chest, her vision began to
Noel’s panicked cry rang in
into the
a pale expression, she forced a smile as
Please, hold on! Call an ambulance!”
her up and sprinted out of the room.
faded. Through the haze, she caught a glimpse of his tense jawline before darkness claimed
pulled
eyes, Above her was a pristine
in the hospital
You’re finally awake!
was pushed open. Seeing Whitney
in her left chest stopped her, forcing a hiss from between her
your injury could reopen the wound,” Helena said
in her throat, Whitney asked. “How long
with her teary eyes. “Don’t worry, you’re sale
tiny life growing inde far sofaced, Whitey’s lips curved into
a trix of relief and guilt
he
– Mr Howard? li te okay? Did he get lat?” Whitney asked
fum, to dou’t
out to handle
Whitney, are you still going to keep lading this? Hiding the truths about
say something but ended up apologizing
need
that you just don’t
Howaids and with Damian as far brother, she understood all too well how complicated Whitney’s feelings were. Whitney
Har dynamics and rapectations
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