Winning her back after divorce (Divorce anxiety) novel Chapter 327

Chapter 327 Why Cry Gizem caught up to the two people. They had already opened the car door and got Desi into the car. One of the men gave way for another to get into the car first. Gizem’s eyes flashed with a cold glint as she flung the dagger in her hand out. The dagger landed gingerly on the eye of the man who was about to take Desi away. The man let out a sharp wail.

The other man dashed over in Gizem’s direction, the one who was the strongest among the group of four. However, Gizem did not seem at all intimidated. The man took out a blade, and Gizem’s eyes narrowed as he aimed the blade right at her. She turned sideways and managed to dodge the blade unscathed, save for a few slashed strands of hair. Her eyes darkened as she snapped, “You have a death wish!” The man let out a cold snicker. “A mere wench and you dare challenge me?” Then, he hurled another blade in her direction, to which she managed to dodge yet again. The man who had gotten hurt pulled out the dagger in his eye and aimed it right at Desi. “If you keep up with this fight, I will kill her!”

Just as Gizem was stumped, the blade managed to land itself on her shoulders. Her khaki windbreaker was soon stained with fresh blood. The man who was clutching yet another blade beamed smugly. “Aren’t you really good at fighting?” the man snickered. “You’ve hurt four of my men. I’m going to avenge them now!” Then, he held the blade high up in the air. Gizem pursed her lips and reached into her pocket. Bang! The sound of a gunfire shot filled the air.

The man holding the blade fell to the ground as he suffered a shot to the back of his head. Another man glanced over to his side. Gizem grasped the opportunity and dashed over to kick the man aside, trying hard to hold in her pain. The man fell to the ground, and the dagger that he was clutching was sent flying. He reached out and tried to grab it. Before he could, someone who was wearing a pair of shiny leather shoes stepped on the man’s hand and hissed, “You have a death wish!” Then, the sound of another gunfire shot rang out. The man was dead. After confirming that Desi was all right, Gizem turned to look at the man who saved her. Oddly, she found the man’s slender figure blurry. The pain in her shoulders was making her drift in and out of consciousness. In a semi-conscious state, she thought she saw Samuel. She mumbled softly, ”Samuel… Samuel…” Samuel approached and supported her.

Only then did he realize that she was bleeding profusely. His blood-stained hand held Gizem’s face as he urged, “Wake up!” Gizem looked at the man and mumbled softly, “Samuel, you’re all right. Samuel, I won’t let you die.” Then, she fainted. Samuel was stumped as he held her in his embrace. For some unknown reason, he felt a numbing pain in his chest. Then, he rushed Gizem to the hospital and waited outside the operating room. His sleeves, shirt, chest, and hands were all stained with blood. He stood frozen, still as a statue. Gemma approached him and reported, “Mr. Macari, Desi and Madeline are all right, but they’re on sedatives and will only regain consciousness after some time.” Samuel nodded. “Luckily Gizem has managed to stall them,” Gemma said and pursed her lips. “I hope she’s all right.”