Dear Sweetheart

Dear Sweetheart Chapter 595

Chapter 595

Arnaud took the gun handed to him by his subordinate and slowly loaded the magazine with bullets. “Jefferson, I’ll give you twenty seconds to walk out of the manor. If you don’t manage to walk out…”

He pointed the gun at Jefferson, who was lying on the snow. Arnaud muttered gracefully, “One, two, three…”

Jefferson coughed while he struggled in the snow. He finally stood up after trying several times and mustered all his strength to drag his broken leg out of the manor.

However, the manor gate was a huge distance away from him. Jefferson would not make it out with twenty seconds unless he ran.

Jefferson desperately tried to run to the gate, but it was futile.

“Seventeen, eighteen…” Arnaud continued to count from behind him.

“Twenty.”

When Arnaud was done counting, Jefferson was still a hundred meters away from the manor gate.

Arnaud felt deeply amused watching Jefferson, who was like a rat in the snow. He pointed the gun at Jefferson’s back and pulled the trigger without mercy.

Jefferson’s body stiffened. Staggering, he was close to toppling to the ground.

A few seconds later, a second gunshot was fired. Another bullet was fired into the left side of Jefferson’s back.

The immense pain was almost unbearable for Jefferson. Nonetheless, he still vigilantly protected the child in his arms from being injured even when he fell. The blood that flowed from his body soaked the snow red.

Arnaud put away his gun and looked at the red splotch in the distance. He felt immense pleasure well up within him.

He’s finally dead!

Arnaud’s attention was on the outside of the window, and he was oblivious that someone had quietly crept into the bedroom.

He soon saw his almost two-meter-tall subordinate’s throat being slit by Curtis with a piece of glass when he turned his head from the sound.

Curtis. He loaded his pistol and pointed

before he could pull the trigger. He soon got hold of Arnaud’s

grim, and he

face twitched violently from the

like a real arm. However, it required implanting the connectors into

pain from Curtis’ pull was comparable to being shot as the connector was yanked straight out of

was about to finish off Arnaud. Curtis was shot precisely

As Arnaud got up, he felt that something had been stuffed into

leaped

trouser pocket was bulging from a round object. Even though he knew what it was, his response was slow. He did not remove and throw the object

blank. A woman’s face slowly started

me dearly and was eager to be used by me. She promised to bear me many

any pain in

all these decades? Is this what I wanted after I sacrificed everything? I hope that I

through the snow and stopped at the manor’s

that she had stitches. She hurriedly pushed open the car door and

in the direction of the iron gate. Her pupils constricted when she spotted Jefferson’s clothes.

a scream of despair,

to Jefferson before she could run up to him,

was snowing heavily. Rayna tried to brush away all the snow on

is here too.” As Rayna spoke, she took off her outerwear. She tried to stop Jefferson’s bleeding as her hands trembled the

wounded Jefferson, and he only managed to keep himself alive until now because

smile as he slowly tugged away his coat to reveal the

wept, bobbing her head in response. Kissing

their medical kit.

to him. She muttered with

suffering fatal wounds, the poison in Jefferson had reached the lethal stage. It was already impossible for Jeremy and his friend to save him, no matter

heavier, and it did

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