Dear Sweetheart

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.

darkened upon seeing Curtis. He loaded his

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

that your right arm is broken.” Curtis’ face was grim, and he

Arnaud’s face twitched violently

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

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

about to finish off Arnaud. Curtis was shot precisely in his right

gun on the floor and quickly loaded the magazine with one hand. As Arnaud got up, he felt that something had been stuffed into his trouser pocket. Immediately after, Arnaud was pushed

then leaped toward

he knew what it was, his response was slow. He did not remove and throw the object away

that moment, his mind was somewhat blank. A woman’s face slowly started to appear in his

said she loved me dearly and was eager to be used by me. She promised to bear me many children, but

barely felt any pain in

been fighting for all these decades? Is this what I wanted after I sacrificed everything? I hope that I will become an average person in my next

the snow and stopped at the

car door and ran inside the manor.

constricted when

out a scream of despair, her

leaped to Jefferson before she could run up to him,

heavily. Rayna tried to brush away all the snow on his

off her outerwear. She tried to stop Jefferson’s bleeding as her

and he only managed to keep himself alive until now because of his strong

strained as he leaned in Rayna’s arms. He managed a smile as he slowly tugged away his coat to

wept, bobbing her head in response. Kissing him, she uttered, “I don’t blame you. I know it wasn’t

and his friend hurried over with their medical kit. Their faces fell when

Jefferson over to him. She muttered with a pleading tone,

Jefferson had reached the lethal stage. It was already impossible for Jeremy and his friend to save him, no matter how

it did not seem