You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Chapter 1380

Chris's eyes rested on Nina's hand holding his wrist.

White skin, thin bones, she looked pale and fragile. She, who had never been able to touch a man, now took the initiative to hold his wrist, and his heart crossed with a hint of strangeness.

Though only for a moment, Nina shakily retracted her hand.

"What are you going to do?" Suddenly, Chris reversed his grip on her, "You're coming with me. I'll get you to safety."

Nina shook her head, "I can't. If I leave, my brother will be the first to react and destroy the accounts in time to erase the traces of overseas. In this way, it may not be possible to put him to death.”

She got a little anxious, "Get out of here."

Chris is not at ease, "You stay here, in case it is found out that you are the one who leaked the information, what will you do?" Senator Hughes, whom he had seen before, would never be soft. It is hard to imagine how cruel Senator Hughes would treat Nina if he knew she was the one who sold him out. Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the (F)indNƟvᴇl.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

No matter what, he can't do a bridge too far.

have a chance to go to seminary. She can't be

corner and pushed him

mind me, quick,

too, far away, with

no time to dilly-dally, he hastily opened the top and left through the cellar, hiding behind the trees, and sure enough, not far away, two servants were approaching.

extraordinarily fresh

sniff, a cold implication, made his mind fresher. Anyway, first send the evidence to Karl, lock Senator Hughes' overseas account, get the hard evidence, and then he will come back to save

at least get

tightly in his jacket, rolls up the bloodstained sheet to hold two jars of

why are you here early to get the kimchi?"

didn't think much of it, usually the lady is such a strange look, not greeting people when she sees them, not

one

and locks herself in the

body streaked with red marks, and she froze, clearly herself, but not feeling like

that does not

and touched a trail, the mark left

should cherish it,