When There Is Nothing Left But Love

Chapter 1721 Broken Arm

John turned around and saw me getting seized by two men. He bit his lip, trying to pretend he was fine. However, he could no longer bear the agony in his arm. “Scar, please don’t cry. Don’t worry about me. I’m fine. I… Argh…”

Despite his pain, he did not seem to be intimidated. “Nathaniel! You’ll regret what you did today! If I come out of this alive, I’ll make sure you pay for this.”

“John, please stop talking!” I bawled my eyes out as I pleaded. Please. For this once, please stop trying to be a hero.

Nonetheless, what I feared the most still happened in the end. John’s stubbornness provoked the black man as the latter slowly lifted his steel pipe over his head.

Just then, the security from the residence and my house finally arrived at the scene. “Stop right there! What are you guys doing? Put down the weapons in your hands!”

As I heard those voices and the approaching footsteps, a ray of hope appeared in my heart. For a brief moment, I nearly believed John would be rescued.

However, I forgot that those black men were, in fact, a bunch of outlaws. Even though they knew they were about to get caught, they showed no intimidation. Instead, they all stared at the black man stepping on John as though they were witnessing a sacred ritual.

Crack!

pierced through my ears. John’s gaze went dark as his body collapsed heavily

to have paused at that instant. All I could see was John’s bleeding

with those black men. At first, they were at a disadvantage, and they had to call in for more backups. As the number of the guards increased, they eventually managed to hold

anymore, I slowly crawled to John’s

him in my arms and murmured, “Everything will be fine. It’s just a scratch. You

comforting John or myself. All I knew was that I did not dare to touch or even

He didn’t do anything wrong but

my hatred toward Nathaniel grew stronger.

the whole night until the next morning. Finally, the red light went off, and the

drip was

few scratches on his face, his facial features still looked perfect. Those wounds