Who's Crying Now, Ex-Husband?

Chapter 142

Almost there, almost there.

Mila's vision blurred as the lights played tricks on her eyes. She could barely make out a few headlights flickering in the distance on the main road.

Almost there.

She opened her mouth to cry out, but no sound came. It was then she realized her face had gone numb from the cold wind, her muscles frozen, making it difficult just to open her mouth. Her throat burned from the effort, unable to produce a single sound.

"...Help."

Help!

Her whole body felt heavy, her head spinning. Despite the road and the rescuing cars being so close, they seemed impossibly distant.

She really couldn't run any further.

She wanted to set down the child clinging to her back, urging him to run ahead, thinking at least one of them might be saved.

Just then, the screeching of brakes pierced the air. Car doors flung open as several large black dogs, barking fiercely, dashed past her, charging at the men pursuing from behind.

She recognized them as the guard dogs from the guesthouse.

Moments later, a dozen people jumped out of the cars, wielding kitchen knives, mops, pots, and pans. Miranda and Eugene, still in their pajamas, sprinted towards her, faces etched with worry.

Saved at last.

with tears as her strength gave out. She collapsed forward and was caught in Eugene's

"Sis! Sis!"

desperate cries rang in her ears as she slipped into

police arrived

watch over the two captured criminals, while the rest followed the barking dogs to

to move the

we do? The kid's passed out too, but

darkened as he considered prying the

that will hurt them

let's just lift them together. Getting

that, they worked together to gently carry both

and Eugene

owner stayed behind, waiting for his dogs to return and liaising with the officers at

police car pulled

though her mind was still foggy, and she couldn't quite grasp why she was in the hospital

came rushing back, and she

at this hospital by now -might as well consider getting an annual

Eugene was the

you go or whatever you do, at least take someone with you next time. If anything had

unable to even voice what could have been, the mere thought terrifying

Those were dangerous men!