Devil CEO's Contract Lover novel Chapter 29

Such words he is not qualified to say at all, he still did not hijack Damon's shares, annexed the uncle's company, step by step to today?

To compare cold-blooded, he is better than anyone!

Naive employees were red-eyed, under the call of Carson Marsh, smashing the car windows, fortunately the windows were bulletproof, and did not work for a while.

I shrank back in some fear, "Damon! When are those people you said would come!"

These people are too savage, aren't they? Although there was little damage to the windows, the car began to shake under the crowd's pushing.

"Gasoline! Gasoline!" Carson Marsh let out a hideous laugh as a large bucket of gasoline was poured onto the car, a lighter in his hand.

Now Damon began to stir a little, and he wrapped me in his arms, regretting it as he watched my little face covered in tears.

It was clear that Austin had recently warned him that it was best not to show up in the last few days, but he was still in a bit of a hurry, and the person in his arms was trembling.

I looked at Damon, who was holding him tightly in his arms, and said in horror, "Are we going to die like this?"

My baby... I've wanted to have a healthy baby since that fall... I can't believe Carson Marsh is so sick!

"No, I promise." Damon said, not sure himself.

Hearing his promise brought a warmth into my heart that had just been filled with fear, which made me hug the man tighter.

Sam was so inefficient, wasn't he? This was a time when people's lives were at stake!

Carson Marsh was surrounded by people, excited and full of oil, outlaws!

The riot police had arrived on the scene, the crowd had long since run away, such a frightening scene!

The sprayed water gun washed away part of the crowd, Carson Marsh as if he knew something was wrong, quickly ignited the gasoline.

The fire rose quickly, plus there were too many people on the scene to evacuate for a while, and a large number of police officers kept coming.

No one was sure if there was anyone in the car or not, the car was starting to get hot, and the scariest part was that the car could explode at any moment!

I coughed a few times, while looking at Damon he was not much better, he quickly opened the car door.

Covering my mouth and nose with a handkerchief, he ordered, "We'll be safe! Don't you breathe in the exhaust fumes, follow me behind!"

Only when a life is seriously threatened do I know how powerful this fear is.

And Damon, with whom I usually argued and verbally fought, was shielding my body like a mountain, and my chest was sore and swollen as if I couldn't breathe.

I held my head down around his waist and could only see the feet of the people who kept walking around.

I don't know when I was escorted to safety.

I opened my eyes and realized that the scenery around me was different and that I was already sitting in a helicopter.

I had not yet come out of the panic I had just experienced, and my eyes searched for Damon.

My eyes paused for a few seconds because of the focus before I realized that the man was sitting right in front of me.

"Damon, how are you?" His body was laced with a lot of blood, and the man was in a bit of a mess.

His wretchedness made me unable to smile, the corners of my mouth curved to give him a smile of comfort, and what fell was tears.

"What are you crying for? I didn't cry just now, but now I'm crying, why? You're starting to miss me?" Damon said gangly.

"Don't be ridiculous!" My heart was sore, my hands wiped the tears, the more I wiped, the more I couldn't wipe clean, "I told you I've always had bad luck."

"I don't believe in any bad luck, I, do you phase believe that fate has to bow down before me."

After nearly losing his life just now, Damon still does not lose his confidence, is his confidence too much?

"Whatever you say." Anyway, I don't believe it. I looked down and saw Damon's shirt being scratched in a few places, and it was even harder to feel.

I always wanted Damon to die early, didn't I? But seeing his wounded appearance, my heart was sad.

Never had the worry mixed with sweetness enveloped the heart, I said lightly, "You do not need to protect me."

"I have given promises, including the responsibility of a father that I should take, I can do, you are a woman, women are born to be protected by men."

He took it for granted, but I know how many people have put aside many responsibilities in the face of danger, and he did.

A prejudice in my heart collapsed with it, and I knew that I had developed a new perspective on Damon.

Why is this man so stubborn? He obviously urged him to go to the hospital, but he wouldn't, taking my hand and going home.

It was my first time on a plane, and it was a private plane, so I didn't feel the least bit excited that Damon was still injured.

His arm would occasionally bleed out, and when I wiped it, new blood would come back, so he must have been in a lot of pain.

It was so chaotic, his arm and chest were hit by so many people, and they attacked him like they didn't want to die.

I couldn't do nothing but sit back and watch. I went up and lowered my tone and said, "Doesn't it hurt on you?"