CEO Husband's Crazy Love For His Little Wife novel Chapter 575

He gritted his teeth and angrily cursed Nate viciously in his heart. He wanted to blow everything.

But he knew his identity could not get exposed in front of these people. But sometimes, the silence was the best solution for the situation. Oscar was in the same position.

When Nate saw Oscar was silent, Nate knew he knew what was good for him.

"Guys, take her." Nate didn't bother to look at Oscar because he knew if he looked at that damn guy, he would be shot in the head for kidnapping his daughter.

Fake Grace looked at Oscar in horror. She knew, either way, she would die, but seeing that man didn't try hard to protect her, she was frightened.

She crawled and tried to get away from the men's hold, but how could she do that since these men were David's Xiver, her full strength wasn't even worthy of their fingers?

"No, you can't, master. Please save me. I'm not going with them." The Fake Grace looked at Oscar, seeing she would reveal the truth.

Oscar had no way but to press the button in his hand when he saw the situation was getting worse.

Instantly, the fake one lost her voice. Fake Grace tried to sound out but found she couldn't even talk anymore. She tried hard, but the more she tried, the more she felt something tighten in her throat.

She looked at the man in horror. The cold smirk on his lips was enough to show her she had lost her life when she let him do the plastic surgery on him.

She didn't know this man would be so cruel, and he wouldn't even spare the woman who could help him. He already thought about Plan B. If she failed to convince Nate Allen, he would end her life.

Now Shelly finally understood why he was named Blood king. These people just got him off guard, and he was not prepared. That's why they could grab him by his throat.

Shelly looked at Nate. She knew if someone could save her, it should be this man. Of course, since he already knew she was fake, he would try to use her as evidence, but she didn't realize her luck wasn't that good.

She opened her mouth, but nothing worked. When Nate felt something was wrong, she was trying to say something, so why did she just stop?

"Something is wrong," Nate mentioned to David, who was watching everything at ease.

He had two screens on his laptop; one was his wife's side sleeping on the bed peacefully, lying on her side, and the other was what was happening at the party.

He didn't want to miss either of them; he felt peace looking at his wife's peaceful sleeping posture. Everything he knew about her was missing. He couldn't wait to fall asleep with her.

He did it because he didn't want her to keep away from his eyes, nor could he stay in that room because he needed to sort this out; otherwise, this man would come back to mess with him.

After their instance of lovemaking, he washed her and put her in the bed; she didn't even move an inch, unlike her usual sleeping posture.

However, today he felt her sleeping posture was different. Even though she was sleeping soundly, she was not her usual self.

She didn't move around even though he was away; she just lay there, possibly because of tiredness.

David noticed it but couldn't leave it halfway; he needed to wait until he could return to her and make her safe.

He could feel she had restrained herself because she was afraid that once she woke up, everything would pass away like never happened.

She was afraid she would wake up and find herself in that hell.

His heart ached for her.

"Don't worry; he wouldn't dare kill her in front of everyone," David said in a low voice.