But we were still recaptured.
I screamed in fear as the rusty iron rods struck me, but Felix Shaw held me tightly, groaning as he endured the beating.
The smell of blood filled the air, and he was dying.
While the kidnappers were drunk, I finally found an opportunity, slipped through a dog hole, and called the police. Later, Felix Shaw was taken away by the Shaw family, who arrived, and I didn’t even get to say goodbye.
The promise he made before he passed out, to marry me, became my single obsession for many years.
I used all my strength to reach him, step by step, and become his wife.
But it was all a one-man show.
Felix Shaw had long forgotten it.
Back at our temporary rental, Claire Green was sitting there leisurely.
She even looked up and smiled.
“You’re back?”
The next moment, sirens blared outside.
The door was flung open with tremendous force, and a group of black-clad bodyguards burst in, pinning me to the ground without a word. “Don’t move!”
Then Felix Shaw rushed in and hugged Claire Green, his voice filled with uncontrollable fear: “Claire, it’s okay. It was my negligence that led to you being kidnapped.”