Skipped at the altar, Taken by his uncle Novel

Chapter 222 Chapter 222 315A Whitney forced a smile and said, "Too bad you didn't graduate earlier. You could've stood up for Emily. Maybe she wouldn't be serving such a long sentence now." "It's all on you for not stepping up sooner. If you'd graduated earlier, Emily wouldn't have ended up suffering because of me, right?" Whitney was deliberately trying to provoke him. "She grew up in the Harris family, pampered and spoiled. Now she's sleeping on a cold metal bunk. Do you think she would lie there dreaming of you?" Lucas froze for a second, his breath caught as he killed the engine.

The back door was thrown open. Lucas yanked Whitney by the hair. "Whitney, say one more word and I swear I'll kill you right now." Whitney chuckled, her voice light and mocking. 'No, you won't. Not now. You still need to haul me off to your safehouse and use me to threaten my husband. How could you possibly have the nerve to finish me off so soon?' "Lucas, am I wrong?" Lucas had never intended to let her die easily. He wanted Klein to watch the woman he loved suffer and die, bit by bit. Whether he got caught or not didn't matter to him. He wasn't stupid.

Using her as leverage to get Emily out was just wishful thinking. He had to be the executioner himself, avenging Emily. 7 Once she finished her five-year sentence, there'd be no one left who could hurt her. "Don't bother threatening me. You're not getting out of this alive. And don't try to piss me off, either. That'll only make you die even faster." Lucas gripped Whitney's neck tighter, and she started to gasp for breath. "Trying to piss me off now? Getting scared now, huh? You should've been terrified the second you stepped into this car. Don't even dream about making it out alive.

Behave, and maybe I'll let you die a little easier." Suddenly, with a loud thud, a heavy blow landed on Lucas. Whitney, struggling to breathe, saw Klein's icy, sharp features through her fading vision. Her lips curled into a faint, relieved smile. 'He finally came,' she thought. Lucas was struck from behind, letting out a muffled grunt as his back burned with pain. He released Whitney and spun around, meeting Klein's eyes blazing with fury. Klein yanked Lucas out of the car, despite Lucas being nearly 5'10". He was so skinny that Klein barely broke a sweat.

Klein dragged him about six feet and slammed him hard onto the ground. Klein hurried back to Whitney's side, his voice shaking with emotion. "Baby, you're safe now. I'm sorry I was late. I'm so sorry." 16:55 Chapter 222 "It's okay. I knew you'd come for me. I just knew," Whitney whispered, her voice full of quiet certainty. She had always known. Klein gave her a quick once-over. No major injuries, just a nasty bruise on her forehead. His eyes darkened with rage. "Did he hit you?" He didn't wait for Whitney to answer, and just turned and stalked toward Lucas again.

Klein stomped down hard on Lucas's hand, grinding it into the ground like he wanted to crush it completely. A dagger tumbled out of Lucas's pocket. Klein picked it up with a cold smirk. "Baby, where should I stab him so it still counts as self-defense?" Whitney, shielding her belly, walked over slowly. "The ribs, the thighs, both work." Klein didn't even flinch. He plunged the knife deep into Lucas's ribs, ripped it out, and slammed it right into the base of his thigh. Blood spread fast across Lucas's clothes. Whitney grabbed Klein's shoulder.

"Stop, that's enough, baby." She didn't want Klein's hands getting any bloodier. The vicious glint in Klein's eyes faded a bit as the cars behind them rolled up, police lights flashing. Klein pulled a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped his hands. Whitney's nerves finally relaxed. As her vision faded to black, she passed out. "Baby!" Klein cried out, panic flooding his voice. Whitney shot up awake, her hand flying to her belly as she looked around. "Klein!" "I'm here, baby," Klein said, his eyes bloodshot from staying up all night.

"Is our babies okay?" That was the first thing on Whitney's mind as she woke up. Klein held her close and kissed her hair softly. "It's okay. The babies are fine. I swear, I'll never let anything happen to you or our babies." He whispered softly. This incident had nearly scared him out of his wits. "Valerie!" Whitney shoved Klein aside, clutching his hand tightly. "And Valerie? Is she okay?" Klein gently reassured her, "She's safe. Lucas slipped her some drugs and locked her up in a warehouse. She was pretty out of it, but she's at the hospital now.

She actually woke up before you did." "When Valerie went to his place, she found pictures of Emily. That's what pushed Lucas over the edge and made him snap," Klein explained. "It's all over now. Lucas's been arrested, but too bad he made it out alive," Klein said, his voice cold and grim. If Whitney hadn't been there that day, Klein probably would've killed him on the spot. 16:55 Thu, Jan 1 M W34A Chapter 222 "It's okay. The law will deal with him," Whitney said softly. 4993 Klein looked down, trying to hide the anger burning in his eyes. "It's okay, you don't have to worry.

Why don't you take a month off work and just stay home to rest, alright?" Whitney could see how much he cared, so she nodded. "Okay." When Valerie heard Whitney was awake, she came over with the help of a care worker and threw her arms around Whitney, sobbing her heart out. "Whitney, I'm so glad you're okay. You scared me half to death!" Valerie cried. Whitney patted her back gently. "Don't worry, Valerie. Thank goodness we both made it out alive." "That day, I went to his place. I'm so sorry, Whitney. I was totally blinded by my feelings for him.

Then I stumbled into a room covered with pictures of Emily Miller. When he caught me looking, he just snapped, hit me, tied me up, and tried to make me call you and set you up," Valerie said, her voice trembling. Whitney's heart twisted with guilt. 'Valerie only got caught up in all this because of me,' she thought, feeling awful for her friend. "I swear, I would never have called you. After I blacked out, I woke up in a tiny, dark warehouse, and it was so creepy and cold. Honestly, I thought I was done for," Valerie said, her voice still shaking. "Don't worry, Valerie.

I'm really sorry I dragged you into all this. Lucas was after me from the very beginning," Whitney said, her guilt almost suffocating. Valerie wiped her tears, her voice trembling with rage. "Who cares? That doesn't change the fact he's a total scumbag and a freak!" "He's the one who did all this. He deserves to rot in hell!" Whitney felt guilty, but seeing how understanding Valerie was, she couldn't help but feel touched. "Valerie, you don't blame me, do you?" Whitney asked, her voice full of guilt. Valerie shook her head and said, "Come on, Whitney, that's insulting!

I'm a grown woman, and I know what's right and wrong. I blame that psycho. Why would I blame you? You're a victim too! And look at your neck!" Whitney hadn't even looked at herself yet. Valerie used her phone as a mirror for her. As expected, there were deep, fierce red welts around her neck. She remembered the look in Lucas's eyes that day, obsessive and cruel, like he truly wanted her dead. "And Whit, you only got into danger because you were searching for me everywhere," Valerie said, her voice thick with guilt. Decent people don't go blaming others for the crap they've been through.

"Thank you, Valerie," Whitney said, and she really meant it. "Thank God you and the babies are alright," Valerie said, her voice overflowing with relief. Lucas was lying in the ward. He was in bad shape. The stab wounds in his thigh and ribs were so deep. It was obvious Klein had really meant to kill him. Chapter 222 Klein strode in, his gaze so deep and unfathomable. Lucas gave a weak, mocking laugh as he struggled to open his eyes. "Why didn't you just kill me? Because once I get out of here, I'll keep coming for you.

I won't ever stop." Klein let out a cold, mocking laugh, his gaze icy and unyielding. "You think you're the only one who knows how to get revenge? Don't forget. Emily's still locked up in prison." Lucas's face twisted with panic. "You already ruined her life and got her locked up. What more do you want from her?" "Jail time? That's just the beginning. Let me make this clear. You're never getting out. After this, you'll just keep ending up back inside, over and over, until you spend the rest of your life behind bars.

And as for Emily, you've gone to visit her in prison, haven't you?" Klein sneered. Klein smirked, his eyes cold as ice. "I won't go easy on her." Whitney was his bottom line. Anyone who messed with her, he'd send them straight to hell. 田 AD Comment Send gift No Ads 16:55 Thu, Jan 1 M RETA admin