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.

eyes welled with tears as her strength gave out. She collapsed forward

"Sis! Sis!"

her ears as she

arrived

a few officers to secure the scene and watch over the two captured criminals, while the rest followed the barking dogs to

move

do? The kid's passed out too, but

he considered prying the child's arms off Mila,

doing that will hurt

lift them together. Getting to the hospital is the

together to gently carry both the adult

car. Miranda and Eugene accompanied them

stayed behind, waiting for his dogs to return and liaising

police car pulled into the

long after Mila was put on an IV drip that she began to regain consciousness, though her mind was still foggy, and she couldn't quite grasp why she was in the hospital

all came rushing

year? She was practically a resident at this hospital by now -might as well consider getting an

Eugene was the

or whatever you do, at least take someone with you

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

Those were dangerous men!