Divorce is the Best Choice

Chapter 266 He is mine from now on

Someone came to aid down there. Sarah would be fine.

As for the upper place, he could help her stop Maxwell and the others.

He had promised her that she would be fine.

From the corner of Sarah's eye, she saw the yacht below. Then she knew

what was going on. The moment she fell, her hand with the gun grabbed Jason and pulled him down.

At the same time.

A pile of cards appeared on her empty hand and quickly shot towards Maxwell and the others.

The whole process happened so fast that it only took one or two seconds.

Maxwell didn't expect that they would suddenly do such a thing. As a result, his face was scratched by

the cards sent by Sarah when they both fell.

Several men with guns were also hurt by Sarah.

"Splash."

The two fell into the water together.

The people on the yacht immediately picked them up.

Just as Jason boarded the ship and was about to pull up Sarah, he saw that Maxwell came to the edge

of the cliff and pointed a gun at them.

To be more exact.

It was Sarah!

"Bang!"

The bullet pierced through the air with heat wave.

Before Jason could react, he subconsciously leaned over to block the

bullet for Sarah. The bullet shot into his back, and his white shirt instantly turned red.

He endured the huge pain and pulled Sarah up, pretending to be fine.

Just as Maxwell was about to shoot the second shot, the gun in Sarah's hand aimed at him.

She hadn't pulled the trigger yet.

The gun in Maxwell's hand was shot off.

Then, a group of people in military uniform appeared behind him and

surrounded him. The leader was Captain Leon.

The moment Sarah saw him, she was relieved.

She didn't call off the yacht, and it was useless to call off at this place. There were cliffs everywhere,

they couldn't climb up. Most importantly, Jason was terribly hot, so he had to be sent to the hospital for

treatment as soon as possible.

As for Maxwell.

Captain Leon could solve him.

When Maxwell saw Will, he clicked his tongue and said, "It's been a long time, Captain Leon."

"I'll leave him to you." Will casted him a glance, unwilling to talk with him. "Remember to seal off this

island. Before the bomb were removed, no one is allowed to get close to here."

"Don't worry."

"I'm going."

Will didn't linger here.

He didn't know if Sarah was injured, but from what he had seen just now, he could see that Jason was

deeply shot. If he was not treat at the position where his clothes were stained with blood earlier, he was

afraid that he would die.

He wanted to call Sarah, but he realized that she didn't have any

communication device with her at the moment.

He had no choice but to leave and look for them.

On the yacht.

When Sarah saw that those people were all caught, she turned to look at

Jason and asked, "Maxwell just shot. Did you get hurt?"

"No." The color of his lips was extremely pale. "The yacht was shaking. He

didn't shoot me."

Sarah breathed a sigh of relief.

When she was about to check it out, Jason passed her and said to the man

who was driving the yacht, "Give me a coat. It's a little cold."

The man immediately took off his outdoor jacket and gave it to him.

Jason was a neat freak, but at this moment, he wore it without hesitation to

cover the blood on his white shirt on his back.

The reason why he wanted the clothes was that he didn't want Sarah to

notice it.

Indeed, Sarah didn't think too much. Her attention was attracted by the

person who was driving the yacht. She frowned slightly and asked, "Serial?"

"You know me?" Said Serial, smiling like a spring breeze.

Sarah frowned.

Serial had a strong background, both righteous and evil. There was almost nothing he couldn't do, but

at the same time, they had to pay the

corresponding price to ask him for help.

How could Jason know Serial?

"You made a deal with him?" Sarah asked.

"I have to say thank you. If it weren't for you..." Said Serial casually.

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Jason. "Drive your

yacht well."

Serial made a gesture as stop from talking.

The series of conversation between the two made Sarah suspicious. "Did

you make a deal with him?"

Serial was a person who was obsessed with the study of psychiatry, but his

research was focused on the direction of divinity.

His pet phrase, 'The end of science is divinity.'

"No." Said Jason, with tenderness in his eyes. "He owed me a favor, and he

came to pay it back this time. But he felt that he was at a loss and asked

me to do him a little favor."

"You didn't lie to me?" Sarah felt something was wrong.

With tenderness in his deep and thin lips, Jason said, "No."

Hearing what he said, Sarah didn't ask too much.

After all, it was not appropriate for her to know too much privacy between

them.

"Thank you for this time." After thinking about the final situation, Sarah said

gratefully, "I owe you a favor. If you need me to help you investigate something or do the security

system in the future, you can call me."

"You don't owe me anything. Maxwell came here for me." His deep breath

was a little hot.

Sarah opened her mouth.

Before she could say anything, Jason called her affectionately, "Sarah."

"Yes?" Sarah was much softer to him.

Without saying anything, Jason just stared at her.

He looked at her fair and ruddy face, and her cherry red and tiny lips, as well

as the pair of peach blossom eyes which only contained him.

It would be nice if this was the last moment of life.

Thinking of this, a smile appeared on his face. The wound on his back didn't

hurt that much.

"What's wrong?" Seeing that he didn't say anything, Sarah asked.

"Nothing. I just want to call you." Said Jason in a gentle voice, with his eyes

full of her. "Since I have done those bad things to you, we haven't been so calm to get along with each

other."

Sarah pursed her lips and didn't know what to say. She was not a talkative

person.

Jason was aware that his life was fading away bit by bit, with his eyelids

were a little heavy, but he was unwilling to close his eyes. He was afraid that he would never see her

again after he closed his eyes.

Seeing that he didn't look well, Sarah said, "Have a good rest first. Let's talk

about it when your fever is reduced."

"Okay." Said Jason in a deep and hoarse voice.

Time passed.

Ten minutes later, Serial drove the yacht to the shore.

He stood there and said naturally, "Miss Yeats, the car is ready to send you

back to New York. Go ahead."

"Thank you." Replied Sarah.

Then she went to help Jason get into the car and sent him to the hospital to

bring down his fever.

As soon as she touched Jason, she was stopped by Serial. "He is mine from

now on. Don't worry about him, Miss Yeats."

"He has a fever."

"I will find the best doctor for him."

Sarah confronted with him.

Jason struggled to stand up. At this time, he was glad that he had a fever.

Otherwise, with such a pale face, Sarah would definitely be suspicious.