My Sleeping Beauty Husband

My Sleeping Beauty Husband by Lyanna Nichols Chapter 237 She Got Saved

Cynthia didn’t know how long she had been walking. Without taking any food for a day and a half, she was tired and hungry. Her legs were sore.

Her lips were dry and her skin was bursting. She felt like she would faint at any minute.

Cherry was even more delicate. She didn’t dare to complain when she was pointed at with a gun, but now she was exhausted. She sat on the ground and couldn’t move anymore.

“Get up!” The follower behind her stepped forward and kicked her, ”Or I will shoot you down.”

Cherry knew that they would not use that precious bullet. She sat on the ground, gasping for breath, “I can’t walk anymore. I haven’t eaten since last night. I really can’t walk. You can shoot me if you dare to. I won’t walk anyway.”

The follower was furious. He got threatened by his hostage.

While no one was paying attention to her, Cynthia threw the cloth from her coat into the grass beside her.

She sprinkled small pieces of cloth along the way, leaving clues for the people behind. Her coat was only half left. Fortunately, she fled for a day, and her clothes were already tattered, so they didn’t notice that.

“Move faster!” The boss turned back angrily, and shouted sharply.

Cherry was scared. She shrank her neck and didn’t reply. The other man complained, “Boss, she won’t move!”

“I’ve told you to kill them. They only waste our time!” The boss cursed and pointed the gun at Cherry.

Cherry stiffened her neck, “You won’t shoot.”

She heard what Cynthia said just now. She knew he only had one bullet.

“D*mn it!” The boss spat sullenly, “If you dare to say another word, I’ll throw you off the cliff. Try me.”

Cynthia’s legs trembled. She quickly stood up, “I, I’ll go. I will be obedient.”

his follower, “You need to be tough. Don’t be

our trip won’t be in vain!” The follower said in a low voice with a

make any and lost most of their people. He wanted

Suddenly, he accidentally

picked up the white thing. Cynthia knew he found

the next second, he looked fiercely at Cynthia, the only one in white clothes, with anger welling up in his

neck tightly, “B*tch, are you making marks all the way? How dare you? I’m going

was throwing marks all the way. Their routine was all exposed. It was only a matter of time before those

D*mn it.

but she didn’t shake

realized how

Would Cynthia die?

her heart.

“Woof!”

strength was rapidly draining. At the very moment of suffocation, a dog barking suddenly came from behind her. She rekindled her

Her rescuers came.

and a

She was saved!

deeply. The trafficker boss lay on the ground rolling and crying while clutching his

Alston held the gun. His eyes were serious, and

his name softly, but her throat hurt, and

arm.

clothes rubbed against the wound on her neck,

so angry that he

gun to Bill and walked towards Cynthia. There was only a fist distance between them, and they could hear

“Cynthia!”

Cynthia noticed that

if I was later…”

his waist, tears streaming down her face. She choked up and