When There Is Nothing Left But Love

Chapter 1833 Trust Me

Freja wanted to shoot Nathaniel another time, but the bullets from the helicopter were already peppering their car. Having no other recourse, they could only scramble into the car and take off like a bat out of hell.

As soon as they had left, the helicopter stopped spraying bullets and slowly hovered over me.

Subsequently, the helicopter door opened, and a ladder was thrown out. Several men in military fatigues swiftly climbed down and surrounded me in a tight circle. One of the men with heavy camouflage face paint stepped forward and untied the ropes binding me.

The moment I glimpsed his eyes, I recognized him as Ashton.

Stark distress and anguish surged within me at once, and my nose stung. The dam broke, and tears streamed down my face. In a voice that was only audible to us both, I poured out my grief to him. “Rose is gone. Ashton, they mistook her for me and killed her. She died because of me. How am I going to face Nick?”

As Ashton calmly unknotted the rope on me, his massive and warm hands covered mine. His gaze was firm and resolute. “Stay strong, Letty. Hang in there for a while longer. We’ll avenge her. Trust me. Trust your man, okay? I beg you.”

I really wanted to hug him and cry my heart out, then be selfish for once and have him bring me to a place where there’s no pain or sorrow, hiding there cowardly.

so the living has to live vicariously for their sake. Only when we’ve personally put an end to the source of

gritted out a single word from between

he stepped back and slipped into

the military personnel communicated among themselves and ascertained that it was safe, Benson, who had been taking the lead at the front, walked

my hands and wiped my tears, forcing a smile

it’s thanks to…” Benson trailed off mid-utterance and glanced in Ashton’s direction before he immediately changed his tune, declaring, “It’s thanks to Lady Luck smiling on you, Ms. Stovall. We didn’t do much. However, I hope

single word of protest. They then helped me up and led me over to Nathaniel to check

the soldier keeping guard over him was treating

in an exceedingly official tone, “Freja Schmidt heads the top drug trafficking ring in the country, and we have been keeping a close eye on her for a very

tone was sincere, and it really seemed as though

hiding his tracks very well. Almost no one knew that the man who was feared abroad

his teeth, Nathaniel shook his

that. We’ll arrange for two people to keep both of you safe, so you don’t have to worry

“No, that’s fine. I like having my freedom and loathe someone following me