Alice's hand that holding the phone was stiff. She stared blankly at Jonathan, who could not even stand steadily at the door. At that moment, Alice even forgot to breathe and her heart sank. She could felt that the death was so close to her.
When she was beaten by Jonathan before, Alice had no hope for Jonathan to change. After all, she could ensure that such a scumbag would show any mercy to her.
Jonathan felt dizzy, but he could know that he had opened the door. He just wanted to find a place to have a rest, and he remembered that he had live in this room.
But Alice didn't open the door, which made Jonathan very angry. When he tried to get into the room, his head seemed to be hit, which made Jonathan even unhappier.
However, his consciousness was gradually blurred. Jonathan finally entered the room, but where was Alice?
"Alice, where are you? Why don't you open the door? " Jonathan said in a low and angry voice. Those who were familiar with him knew that he had always been like this.
But the situation seemed to be worse today. Jacob heard the noise from the other end of the phone. After noticed Alice kept silent for a while, Jacob frowned.
"Alice, what's going on? Are you okay? " Jacob asked with concern, not caring whether he was with or not.
Many things become insignificant in front of life and death. If Alice really died tonight, Jacob would blame himself for her death.
If it weren't for him, Alice wouldn't marry Jonathan. He knew it well and he wanted to help her when she was into troubles because of it.
Both of the loud noise came from the other side on the phone and Jonathan's words made Jacob nervous. Why Alice didn't say anything? Was she hurt or what?
Sara looked at Jacob nervously, but she couldn't do anything about it. On the one hand, it was Alice's family affair; on the other hand, it might be too late for them to get there in time.
"Alice, Alice..." Jacob called her name, but no one answered.
The next second, Alice hung up the phone. Throwing the phone on the table, Alice decided to take the risk. Looking at the vase beside the bed, Alice was a little stunned.
Seeing Jonathan stumbled to her, Alice felt nervous. She didn't want to hurt anyone if there was still any chance for her to get out.
After all, no one wanted to see the tragedy happen. In a daze, Jonathan watched Alice sit up and he felt angry.
"Well, Alice, I knew you are awake. Tell me, why don't you open the door for me? "
Jonathan stretched out his hand and pointed in the air as if he was venting all his anger.
Alice's eyes wet out of scary. Even if she didn't say anything, she could hear her own heartbeat.
Bang! Bang! Bang! It beaten so fast and powerful that it might jump out of her throat the next second. Jonathan didn't notice her scary face, nor did he ever care, and his angry voice remained in the room.
He walked slowly towards Alice, but because he was drunk, he seemed to be unable to stand steadily and stammered.
Alice took a breath nervously and thought about what to do. She was regretting about calling Jacob just now.
On the one hand, Jacob could do nothing about it. Maybe he would call the police when he couldn't contact her tomorrow morning, but that's it. Now, Alice didn't expect that Jacob could care about her life.
Besides, she didn't want to disturb Jacob and Sara because of her troubles anymore. After experiencing so much, Alice had understood about human and life a lot.
Hearing the phone was hung up, Jacob was a little shocked. Jacob put down his phone and looked at Sara, saying nothing.
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