Chapter60
She looked up and Desmond’s cold, icy handsome face appeared in front of her.
That look, as if there was a devil hidden inside.
Guadalupe’s heart skipped a beat, and she squirmed, “Let go of me! What do you want to do!”
Desmond didn’t listen to him and lifted her onto his car.
He pushed her into the passenger seat from the driver’s side, locked the car door, stepped on the gas pedal, and drove away.
As the car drove out of the iron gate, it crossed paths with a car coming in from outside.
“Des!”
As the white car passed by, Belinda rolled down the car window and
shouted.
Elyse sat next to her.
Desmond had not only heard, but also seen, but he chose to ignore, his gaze turning cold and somewhat sinister.
“Belinda came, she called you, didn’t you hear?”
Guadalupe reminded him..
Desmond had no reaction at all.
Belinda watched as the car drove off into the distance, and she shouted in
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frustration for it to stop. She opened the car door and got out to chase
after it.
She chased after him while calling Desmond.
She chased all the way to the iron gate, hysterically shouting after the departing car. People who saw her thought she looked like a lunatic.
Elyse sat in the car, neither instructing the driver to move forward nor getting out to find Belinda. She just sat there, expressionless, like a stagnant pool of water.
Faint screams and shouts could be heard in her ears, but she remained
indifferent.
The driver at home, Derek, glanced at the rearview mirror.
Puzzled in her mind, why did the lady agree to have Ms. Graham come to the house today and even personally went to pick her up, when she clearly knew that Mrs. Shao was supposed to come today…
Desmond’s car had completely disappeared.
Belinda sat down on the roadside, staring at the almost invisible black dots. Her eyes were filled with fierce jealousy and an almost frantic unwillingness.
She wanted to dismember Guadalupe into countless pieces.
She had put in a lot of effort to keep Desmond by her side for a few days, but unexpectedly, he got back together with Guadalupe. They went home. together and left together… They really seemed like they were going to reconcile.
No! Absolutely not!
Desmond was hers, and she had to snatch it back!
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Beside the trees on the roadside, an inconspicuous commercial van followed Desmond’s car.
Three minutes later. Ezequiel’s phone received a voicemail: Ms. Melton had been abducted by her husband, and I am following them. Do you need me to intercept his car and rescue Ms. Melton?
Kidnapped?
Ezequiel furrowed his brow
He pondered for a few seconds and replied. “Follow me first.”
It is unknown what state of mind Desmond was in at the moment, so stopping abruptly would be risky.
He made an OK gesture over there.
On the highway.
Guadalupe saw that the speed on the dashboard was approaching 140 and there was a tendency to accelerate further.
She nervously fastened her seatbelt and spoke to him in a gentle tone, “Can you drive slower, please?”
“Are you afraid? I thought you were not afraid of anything.”
Desmond said indifferently. his eyes fixed ahead.
Guadalupe greeted all of his ancestors from the past eighteen generations. in his heart
However, she dared not argue at a time like this, no matter what. She smiled awkwardly and said, “Life is precious, and I cherish it. You should
cherish it too.”
“Life is a long journey, everything can pass, don’t get excited, don’t be impulsive.”
She said some chicken soup in a still manner.
Desmond abruptly turned the car, transitioning from a straight main road onto a small side road.
Guadalupe’s heart almost jumped out.
She steadied her mind and glanced out of the window, where there was a harrow road just wide enough for two cars to pass cach other, with trees on both sides.
The sky was gradually getting darker.
Blues moment, witching hour, coupled with the tense and eerie atmosphere at this time, made her feel that the man beside her was ve unfamiliar, as if he had been possessed by some kind of demon.
“Could I know where we were going?”
She asked very carefully.
Desmond: “I didn’t know.”
Guadalupe:
very
It was silent for five minutes, and then she said, “Actually, we can’t really be considered as having any deep grudges, right? You just made the same mistake that all men in the world make, and I am just a slightly eccentric woman. We had a beautiful love, but it was worn away by time, just following our hearts towards the end. I don’t blame you at all now, and you shouldn’t blame me either.”
Desmond turned and glanced at her. “You were quite afraid of death.”
