Win My Forsaken Ex-wife Back (Charlotte and Arthur)

Win My Forsaken Ex–Wife Back

Chapter 425 A Death Warrant

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Jacob stared at the screen in shock, and his eyes widened. “Mr. Harrison, Mrs. Harrison is at sea!”

The container swayed up and down as Charlotte finally cut the ropes with broken glass. Her wrist was scraped, and blood trickled out, but she didn’t have time to care.

The seawater had risen above her knees. She struggled to reach the door and tried everything to open it.

If she could open the door, she’d have a fifty percent chance of surviving. But if she couldn’t, there was no chance at all. She’d have to watch herself drown.

The door seemed to have been locked from the outside. Exhausted, she leaned against it, the salty, cold seawater rising steadily. Soon, she started to have difficulty breathing.

In the dark container, she experienced an overwhelming sense of despair like never before.

“Am I really going to die here?” she murmured.

She didn’t know how much time had passed, but the water had risen to her chest. She stood with great effort, supporting her body, her face full of helplessness.

Then, the container rocked violently again. She lost her balance

Chapter 425 A Death Warrant

held her breath, her body soaked

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body and float on her back, staring up at the

in Charlotte’s eyes,

coming to rescue her!

the hope of imminent rescue, she tried to calm herself. Finally, the shaking

began flowing out.

door, some of

controlled her body, moving to the side of the container, desperately gripping the sharp edges of the wall.

door opened, the water would rush out, and she would be swept along with it, risking injury. She couldn’t let herself be carried out

pried open, the gap grew wider, and the water rushed through. Soon, the door was fully

“Damn it!”

A Death

likely the sound of someone being drenched by the

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her body nearly swept away by the current. But fortunately, the water in the

figures appeared at the door, the blinding sunlight making it impossible for her to

contract, and I’ll let you

the door spoke, wearing a hat and a mask, making it impossible to see his face. He held out a contract and looked at her

which had just relaxed, tightened again upon hearing

weren’t here to rescue her.