A Cue for Love novel Chapter 1050

Chapter 1050 Help Me

Barnaby’s words moved Natalie. Who wanted to be born poor and powerless, after all? If not for unfortunate circumstances, who would risk their life and fall from grace?

Yet, doing this was not the best and only option. There was no way Barnaby would get out of the place alive, and his sick wife would never see her husband nor receive the money needed for her treatment. “Turn yourself in,” Natalie told him quietly. “You can’t run.”

However, Barnaby did not agree with Natalie’s words. Frustrated, he hissed, “I’m impressed by your kindness and calmness, but that doesn’t mean that I have to listen to everything you say. Don’t worry. Once I get the money and leave safely via the helicopter, I’ll let you go alive.”

“Things aren’t as simple as you think they are.” “Which part of me seems simple to you?”

“Time is running out, so I can’t explain everything to you,” Natalie said grimly. “Surrender. That’s the only way out of this for you and your wife. I’m a doctor, and I know some excellent neurosurgeons—I can save your wife.”

Hearing that, the man studied Natalie and snorted. “You? You’re only in your early twenties. I don’t think you’ve even graduated from medical school. You, a doctor who knows excellent neurosurgeons? Stop trying to pull my leg. I won’t believe anything you say.”

Natalie did not know what she could do to make the man cease his prejudice and believe her; she could only repeat what she had said earlier.

“Time is running out. Please listen to me.”

“Shut up!” Barnaby pressed the knife harder against Natalie’s neck. “You’re not the negotiator those people hired, right? I’ll tell you now that I won’t believe anything you say. I have to save my wife. Once I save her, I’ll pay back for all the lives I’ve taken.”

“I’m not.”

“The helicopter’s here!” Delight danced across Barnaby’s eyes as he watched the helicopter descend on the rooftop. “Save your breath. I’ve told you that you’ll be fine as long as you go along with my plan.”

Natalie began surveying the tall buildings around them. Perhaps a sniper rifle was trained on Barnaby’s head in a spot she could not see.

“I really can help you out,” Natalie insisted with a frown, not wanting to give up just like that.

“If you really can…” Barnaby started. “If I die here, look for my wife. Please treat her. As long as she stays alive, it doesn’t matter if I live or die.”