My Ex-Wife and Kids Came In Like A Wrecking Ball

Chapter 280 Hugging Her Rosalie patted

Estie’s back and tried her best to comfort her. However, Estie’s cries grew softer and weaker. 

“Estie?” Rosalie lowered her eyes to cast a worried glance at her. Estie had passed out from crying. There were still tears in the corners of her eyes. 

Rosalie’s heart hurt so much that she could not catch her breath when she saw Estie in such a state. 

It was so cold at night, and Estie was dressed in such thin clothes, She could not remain in such a state. 

She had to think of a way to get both of them up! 

With this thought in mind, Rosalie took off her coat and wrapped Estie in it. She came up with an idea. No matter how much she tried, she could not climb out of the pit. She had almost used up all of her energy. 

After trying a few times, Rosalie stopped her actions in desperation. She wrapped her arms around Estie to warm her up. 

The night breeze billowed through the forest. Soft rustles rang out in the forest. However, there were no human sounds at all. 

in a state

definitely out of the service area, she could only hope that a miracle

phone screen cast some light on her face. Rosalie scrolled through her contact list for some time.

did not happen. The call would not go through at all.

her face. She raised her head and looked at the opening of the pit. Luckily, she had brought a torchlight over. It was not that dark

with more ideas tomorrow inorning, a deep and slightly exhausted voice suddenly rang out, Was

out once again. “Are you

that this was not an auditory hallucination. She replied with her

finished speaking, her surroundings went silent for a few

tired face appeared at the opening of the pit. Rosalie’s heart calmed down the moment she saw the man’s face. She lowered her voice as well. “Estie passed out from crying. Hurry up and get some men to bring her up.” Byron’s heart lurched when he saw both of them at the bottom of the pit. He replied in a heavy tone, “I’ll be back at once.

Rosalie nodded. 

turned around to look for Luther and the

turning around, an extremely unpleasant expression appeared on Byron’s

Estie ended up in such a

how frightened they must have felt!