Chapter 397
Before he could finish his sentence, my phone slipped from my trembling fingers.
| was standing by the window, my fingers trembling non-stop, until Bryant left. His Rolls Royce slipped out of
Ferguson Mansion into the darkness of the
night.
Until its taillights vanished from my sight.
Twenty minutes passed before | could bring myself to open the drawer of my bedside table and pull out a paring
knife, pressing it against my wrist.
Blood flowed, warm and glaring.
But the cut wasn’t deep. Not enough to kill.
Barefoot, | twisted the doorknob and stepped out, heading downstairs, where Gary met me. “Mrs. Ferguson,
Bryant askedto...”
He stopped mid-sentence, startled by the blood trailing down my arm.
“Gary, | don’t mean to be a burden.”
Pain seemed foreign toas | grabbed my car keys. “Let the bodyguards know to letout, or else Bryant will
only find my body upon his return.”
Gary, eyes filled with pity, followedto the car, hastily opening the door for me. “Why do this... Bryant only
wants what's best for you...”
“For my best?”
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If you haven't felt the pain yourself, then you don’t really get it.
The car sped along the road.
| pulled over to wrap my wrist with the gauze | had been clutching, tightly
inding the
wound.
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Chapter 397
On my way to Vista Town, | kept my eyes glued to the road, one thought consuming my mind: Gregory wasn’t
dead.
He had an accident at the research facility. That's where I'd find him.
Lazily leaning somewhere, he'd raise an eyebrow and say, “Jane, got a bit of conscience, coming to find me?”
Yes... It had to be.
“Beep, beep-"
Crossing a bridge over the lake, a speeding truck appeared out of nowhere, heading straight for me.
| had the chance to swerve right, maybe to safety, but for sodd reason, | ended up yanking the wheel left
and drove right into the lake.
The icy waters of early spring rushed in.
The cold was piercing.
Breathing becmore and more difficult.
When | woke up, | was in a hospital.
Somehow, | hadn't died. The wound on my wrist had been neatly redressed.
Mark suddenly stood up, releasing a heavy sigh of relief. “Jane, you're awake?”
“Mark...”
It felt like my throat had been cut open, talking was pure torture, my voice was all rough and harsh. “Why are
you here?”
“I've been following your car.”
Mark’s brow was furrowed with concern. “Don’t worry, you're safe here. No one can find you unless you want
them to.”
“Thank you...”
“I didn’t understand at first. In that situation, most people would instinctively swerve right. Why did you go left?”
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