The Ceo’s Convict Wife

Chapter 966

A man in a police uniform continued pointing his sniper rifle at Madeline. He was unmistakably on guard, ready to shoot another bullet if the last was not fatal.

However, it seemed the chances of Madeline surviving were low. Rosalie stared at Madeline, twitching on the ground. Then, she noticed a device rolling out of Madeline’s pocket, and Rosalie’s expression changed slightly.

The device resembled a remote control with a countdown. Now, it was counting down from 8, 7, 6…

It was a timer.

‘Was Madeline fiddling with this timer in her pocket?

What exactly is this device for?’ Rosalie suddenly had a bad feeling, but Madeline could no longer speak by then. After her body convulsed for a while, she stopped moving, as if announcing the end of her life. Then, Jonathan rushed forward and grabbed Rosalie’s arm. “Let’s go! I’ll take you to the hospital.” As he said that, he bent down to pick her up.

“Jon, this timer-” An explosion suddenly went off before Rosalie could finish her words, and the whole building began to shake.

It was a bomb.

Rosalie froze and finally understood what the timer in Madeline’s pocket was used for. It was a device to detonate the bomb.

“Everyone, get out of here!” Jonathan ordered.

Those who could work for Jonathan were naturally skillful. Within a short time, they had already started looking for the best escape route.

The helicopters hovering in the sky lowered the rope ladders. These helicopters could carry some people

away.

continued, and some parts of the abandoned building began to crack. It

held Rosalie and tried to hold their ground.

Rosalie shouted. Her friend was pregnant, and

worry! Someone will take Lillian to the helicopter,” Jonathan assured.

side and led her to climb the rope ladder put down by the

her friend holding the rope ladder and slowly climbing up, Rosalie finally calmed down a little.

off her sleeve and used it to press on the wound on her neck first, fearing that she would

while carrying her toward the rope ladder nearest

a top then, and the freezing rooftop wind made his

at ease because he was there. It felt like she

didn’t get distracted, do you…

she still could not help

stared at her. “What if I did plan to do that? If she weren’t distracted, I’d continue stripping. If she keeps holding you hostage until the end, and I can’t find an opportunity to save you, even if she wants me to crawl like

she stared at Jonathan, thinking, “This prideful man

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much for me?”

that I’d go that far?”

head with difficulty. “N-No…”

about you? If I’m in danger one day, will you also come to save me, no matter what?” He asked as if directing the

put her on the ground where many cracks had been formed. Then, he let her stabilize herself

another loud explosion