Love On Ice: Don’t Leave Me, My Charming Liar

Chapter 328: Murray seized the opportunity, grabbing a fallen knife and pressing it against Peter's throat. Peter froze in panic. "Murray, don't forget our deal! Are you really going to break it now?" Murray chuckled coldly, his voice steady. "You're the one who broke it first. I warned you not to harm her. Now, where did you take her?" Peter snarled, his fury overshadowing his fear. "You're just making excuses! We didn't break the deal. Using her as leverage is a normal way to achieve our goal! You won't get away with this!" Murray's grip on the knife tightened, his gaze unwavering.

"I never broke the deal. I said not to hurt her-that was my only condition." "Damn you!" Peter flinched as... The blade bit into his skin, a thin line of blood tracing his neck. "Alright, alright!" he blurted, his voice trembling. "There's a sea stack to the west. She's there!" Murray withdrew the knife, slipping it smoothly into his pocket. Without hesitation, he delivered a swift strike to Peter's neck, rendering him unconscious. Bonnie raised an eyebrow. "Didn't you have a deal with them? Why wait until now to act?" Murray shrugged as he started toward the boat.

"Because yesterday, I didn't find the right excuse to break the deal." Bonnie stared after him, momentarily speechless. The weather was far from ideal. Waves crashed relentlessly against the shore, their rhythmic roar filling the silence. Twenty minutes passed before they reached the sea stack. The area was eerily deserted. Bonnie scaled the jagged rocks, scanning her surroundings. "Nyla! Where are you?!" she shouted, her voice cutting through the wind. New chapters available gⱯlnσνls․com No reply came. She turned to Murray, frustration etched on her face.

"Do you think Peter lied?" Murray's eyes narrowed as he surveyed the area. Near the rocks, a chain lay abandoned, its surface rust-stained and slick. Blood, partly washed away by the sea, clung stubbornly to the stone. "He wasn't lying," Murray said, his voice low. "Nyla was here, tied up. But someone got to her first." He stood atop the rocks, the wind tugging at his hair. It seemed that no matter how much Ethan claimed not to care, he couldn't escape the pull of his own feelings. Bonnie frowned. "Rescued? By who?" Murray's gaze lingered on the horizon. "A liar," he muttered.

In the private hospital, Nyla lay motionless in the bed, her face ashen and her condition more critical than ever. Leonard, fully aware of her health condition, rushed from home in a panic. The moment he saw her, his expression darkened. . . .