Chasing My Pregnant Wife

Chapter 302



Just as Cynthia was about to scream, the man pulled out a knife and traced the edge of it lightly with his fingers.

"Slitting your throat open only takes a second. Scream if you don't believe me."

Cynthia swallowed her scream, her eyes wide as she began to panic.

"Who are you?! I'm telling you, I'm no ordinary person! If you dare to lay a finger on me, I guarantee you'll pay a heavy price! Theo won't let you go!" "Where is he, then?" The man looked around, puzzled. “Why are you alone in the ward, feeling so angry that you want to drag someone else to hell? Well, at least you're self-aware. You know you deserve to go to hell."

"You..." Cynthia was so furious that her heart nearly stopped. "What do you want?!"

The man put away the knife. "There's no need to panic, Miss Zeller. I'm here to make a deal with you. Like I said, we can be friends. We don't have to be enemies."

Cynthia didn't remember knowing someone like this strange man. Judging from his words, he seemed to know Theodore.

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