AWB Chapter 232 A Knife Has No Eyes
Chapter 232 A Knife Has No Eyes
Director Zhang and his group were nearby, so they arrived quickly.
"General Jiang, should we break out now?"
Jiang Yichen looked up at the balcony.
The entire villa was quiet, as if no one was there.
He frowned, feeling that something was not quite right.
Just then, the phone rang, and he answered it.
Jiang Yichen answered my call immediately.
A man's voice came through the receiver, and I felt the knife on my stomach getting closer.
I paused for two seconds before forcing myself to calm down.
"Jiang Yichen, take the police and leave. A Ning has already discovered you."
"Where are you, Momo? Is Zhao Ning with you?" Jiang Yichen asked anxiously.
"No!" I said, somewhat agitated. "Zhao Ning didn't kidnap me. I did it voluntarily. Call the police."
“I’ve had enough of your domineering and tyrannical ways. You’re always selfishly trying to imprison me. Aning won’t do that. This is all a trap that Aning and I set up to escape from you. You’re still stubbornly chasing after me, forcing me to say harsh words.”
As I spoke, tears began to stream down my face.
So this is what it feels like to say things against your will.
Jiang Yichen must be feeling terrible right now.
But I had no choice; this was the only way I could get him to leave.
The child is under threat right now, which is not the best time to save him.
I just hope he understands what I mean and doesn't actually get rid of him.
Thinking back to the years we were married, I would say even harsher things to him hundreds of times a day. How did he manage to put up with it?
"Gu Mo, Zhao Ning is by your side, isn't he? I won't believe a single word you say!"
Zhao Ning pinched my chin, forced me to tilt my head back, and whispered in my ear, "If you hold back any longer, my knife won't have eyes."
After he finished speaking, he let go of me.
I gasped for breath, feeling like I'd escaped a disaster, my hands shaking so badly I could barely hold my phone.
Zhao Ning freed one hand to hold it for me.
“Jiang…Jiang Yichen, do you know why I didn’t let you have an amniocentesis? To tell you the truth, it’s because I’m guilty. I’m afraid you’ll really find out that this child isn’t yours.”
"What did you say?" Jiang Yichen's voice suddenly turned cold.
"This child is mine and Zhao Ning's; I was afraid you'd find out. Are you satisfied now? Now take your people and get out of here!"
I practically screamed the last few words, and then I immediately hung up the phone.
Zhao Ning removed the knife from my stomach.
I collapsed to the ground with a huge sigh of relief, breathing heavily.
Tears and sweat mingled, blurring my vision. My brain, briefly deprived of oxygen, also lost the ability to think.
It took me a while to realize what I had just said.
"Momo did a great job." Zhao Ning clapped his hands with a smile and put the fruit knife away.
"Are you satisfied now?" I looked at him, my head tilted back in despair, like a puppet on strings, my eyes devoid of any life.
I'm scared, terrified. This time I saved my child, but what about next time?
If Jiang Yichen really gets angry and leaves, then I'm truly finished.
No! Tonight is my last chance! I have to find a way to escape!
"I'll say it again: as long as you behave, I guarantee you and the child will be fine. I will also treat him as my own child."
I forced a smile, grabbed his trouser leg, and stood up with his help to meet his gaze.
“A-Ning, from now on I only have you, you must be good to me and the child.”
This was the first time I took the initiative to lean in and touch his lips with mine.
However, we broke up very soon.
For Zhao Ning, this step was enough.
Jiang Yichen was hung up on. His back looked desolate. The bloodstains on his body had dried and stuck to the fabric fibers, making him look almost like a bloody mess.
"President Jiang, should we withdraw? With so many police officers, if Miss Gu really wants to escape, she will definitely work with us from the inside. Now it seems that what she said is true."
Director Zhang was sweating profusely. It wasn't that he didn't want to drag things out any longer, but it was a missing persons case, and he was under immense pressure to deploy so many police officers.
“She’s lying.” Jiang Yichen’s eyes were deep, yet firm.
He turned and calmly gave the order, "I've heard far more ruthless things than this. Does she think this will deter me? Dream on!"
Seeing that Jiang Yichen was still persistent, Director Zhang didn't say anything more.
"I'll stay here and keep watch until tonight before we take action. We have a lot of people now, so Zhao Ning will definitely be suspicious. Director Zhang, you guys pretend to retreat first, and I'll call you over when the time is right."
"Yes!" Director Zhang nodded. "But President Jiang... your injury."
Jiang Yichen shook his head. He was so tense that he couldn't feel the pain in his body.
Once a person has a goal, the waiting will be incredibly long.
That evening, I complied with Zhao Ning's every whim.
He finally let his guard down and fell asleep, and for the first time, the two of us slept in the same bed.
I tiptoed out of bed, but he suddenly grabbed my hand: "Momo, where are we going?"
I was stunned. Before he could say another word, I grabbed a vase from the coffee table and smashed it over his head.
Zhao Ning was caught off guard and was knocked unconscious by me, with fragments scattered all over the ground.
I didn't even have time to put on my shoes before I walked to the wardrobe and took out a large bag.
These are all the clothes Zhao Ning bought for me. Most of them are dresses. Having learned from my first experience, I was incredibly fast this time.
Moreover, this time I had made up my mind to escape, and the whole process went smoothly.
Looking at the still bottomless flat ground, my heart remained calm, and I leaped into the air.
I clung tightly to the clothes, refusing to let go. The wound on my wrist tore open, and blood spread along the clothes that were strung together like a rope.
I closed my eyes in fear, with only one thought in my mind: if something happens to me, then Jiang Yichen and I are not destined to marry in this life. At least I will have done my best and have no regrets.
Instead of the pain of falling to the ground that I had imagined, I fell into a warm embrace.
I've been on edge these past few days. I thought Zhao Ning had found out about me, so I decided to go all out and fight him to the death.
"Is she trying to murder her husband?"
Jiang Yichen's teasing voice rang in my ears, and I jolted awake, opening my eyes.
He looked at me with a smile.
But tears welled up in my eyes.
"Jiang Yichen, you bastard! Why did you take so long to get here?!" I hugged him and burst into tears, feeling wronged.
“Some people don’t seem to say that during the day.” Jiang Yichen hugged me and patted my back comfortingly.
I pinched the flesh on his shoulder. "Do you know how dangerous my situation was during the day? And you're still angry with me? Don't you have any humanity?!"