Love’s Cunning Ruse ( Mr.Kieran And Julie )

Chapter 278

Julie stared at the first-aid kit in front of her, her eyebrows knit together in a deep frown. Inside the cabin, a blond-haired, blue-eyed man was pointing a gun at the captain.

The communication equipment was shot to pieces by the blond-haired, blue-eyed man. Lying next to Julie was an incredibly handsome man. His dark brows and short distance between his eyes made his large eyes look deeper. His pupils were a grayish blue, his nose was high, and his facial features were extraordinarily handsome.

All Julie knew was that the blond-haired, blue-eyed man was named Kleist, and that the man lying on the floor was referred to as Young Master’ by Kleist.

She never thought that a simple vacation would lead to her being held at gunpoint on this yacht.

Rewinding to two hours ago.

After waking from a dream, she found that Kieran was not in the villa. With her thoughts in disarray, she went out to find him.

The villa was located by the sea, nestled in dense green vegetation. Behind the villa was a huge swimming pool, and beyond that were loungers and a sandy beach.

Seeing no sign of Kieran on the beach, Julie decided to check the garden at the front of the villa. But she saw a flock of birds suddenly taking flight from the dense forest in the distance.

She cautiously approached the forest, calling out Kieran’s name but did not dare to enter the woods.

However, as soon as she called out, a blond-haired, blue-eyed man and another injured man emerged from the forest.

The blond man held a gun and aimed it at Julie’s head. Her scream got stuck in her throat. The sound of footsteps behind them made the man quickly turn around and aim his gun at the forest. Julie tried to run, but the injured man unintentionally lunged in her direction.

To avoid being crashed into, Julie quickly stretched out her hands to support the man. But standing at around 5 feet, she was no match for the man who was at least 6 feet tall,

Thanks to her recent strength training with Bolt, Julie was able to hold the man up.

Julie didn’t know who these two were, but as she was about to push the injured man away, Kleist turned back around and pointed his gun at her again.

He then said something to her in broken English, “Get on the butt!”

“Uh?” Julie was confused as she stared at Kleist, dumbfounded.

The man leaning on Julie’s shoulder, suppressing his pain, spoke to Julie in perfect English, “The boat.”

arm around his own shoulder. He then pointed the gun at Julie, signaling her to walk

and the man’s wounds looking real, Julie knew that Kleist would actually shoot her. So for the sake of her life, she had no choice but to board the yacht. It was still early, and there were no passengers on the yacht, only the captain in the cockpit. Kleist naturally took the captain hostage and shot the captain’s communication device. He then fired two shots at the yacht next to

couldn’t jump into the sea, Julie had to look for other ways to escape. All

“Can you bandage?”

Kieran, so she went out to look for him.

this, Kleist suddenly spoke a few words

it was that if Julie was no longer useful, then…

Kleist’s cold eyes, Julie didn’t wait for him to finish speaking.

said as she quickly opened the first-aid kit that the captain had handed to her, and then innocently looked

snow-white shirt, which was now completely stained red, looking very daunting. The man’s face was somewhat

his shirt and used it as a cushion for him to sit on. This man was either rich of noble. For the sake of her life, Julie claimed she could bandage. She

Young Master’, you…”

lowered his head, looking at Julie sitting on the floor, and said, “Call me Rowan.”

by now. But the

probably wasn’t her first time having a gun pointed at her, so she wasn’t as flustered as one might imagine.

had no choice but to go

The

was pressed tightly against her temple.

to

Rowan’s voice was cold

gave Rowan a smile that was uglier than crying, “Will he shoot me because I can’t remove the bullet?”

wound and asked carefully.

his shirt one by one in front of Julie,

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replying, “I can’t stitch.”

her fluffy white slippers, clearly having rushed out in a

eyes, as if not wanting to see him undressing. He watched her quietly, her long hair cascading down her shoulders,

girl either. She was now kneeling on the ground, very casually.

good figure, and there was a tempting charm about her. Casual, yet

eyes, I’ll spare your life,” the man’s deep voice sounded,

seen Kleist’s shooting skills, essentially flawless. The gun pointed at her temple, pressing a bit