Olivia Fordham And Ethan Miller

Chapter 533

Someone caught up to them. He was wearing waterproof clothing and had goggles over his eyes.

Even though his jaw was the only exposed body part, Mona could recognize him right away.

It was Warren.

At that moment, she wished she could open her mouth and ask him why he did that. She wanted to ask him who he was.

In the next second, she saw the man raising his gun. He was aiming at Olivia.

He didn’t say anything unnecessary, nor did he show any signs of his arrival. He came here for Olivia.

At that moment, Mona couldn’t see the Warren she knew in this man. He looked like death itself.

He was drenched because of the rain. Raindrops slowly dripped down the slick surface of his clothes.

The wool carpet in the corridor turned wet.

When he pulled the trigger, Mona didn’t even think twice before she stood in front of Olivia.

The bullet dug into the flesh. Olivia heard a groan ringing in her ears.

Mona’s body. In the next second, the body standing in front of her slowly

“Mona!”

her didn’t break his rhythm at all. He

hadn’t hit a living human

Mona, the woman who loved him for

pajamas, and it also soaked

because of her damaged

reach out. She looked at the man approaching her with a reluctant gaze in her eyes. She asked the question,

to waste his breath on her. He trained his

Mona with one arm. Her fingers were painted red by the blood as

here. It’s not a

“Olivia, run!”

This time, he aimed right

shot would kill

The gunshot sounded.

him, but she could barely get up with her heavy

up all her strength to jump up. Once again, she blocked the

body,

the top of

30 seconds had passed

voice. It was clear and melodious, and there seemed to be a tone of pity in his voice. “Why