His Charming Wife novel Chapter 4

The criminal was startled by Stella's actions and stood still. He was stunned for a moment.

Stella Grace put on a sarcastic smile with a desolate look in her eyes. "Come on, if I'm dead. You will all die with me."-

She was obviously very indifferent to death. Her eyes were as cold as a wintry December.

Jasper Milton's eyes deepened and stared straight at Stella Grace.

"Boss, I want to kill her!" The yellow- haired criminal clenched his fists and said.

The older criminal stood up.

Stella Grace also stood up and walked towards the yellow-haired man.

The atmosphere was extremely tense, like a thin string on the verge of breaking.

The older criminal was shocked by her courage and pointed his gun at her. "Don't come any closer."

Stella Grace sneered. She caught a glimpse of Jasper Milton outside the door from the corner of her eye and paused.

"May I use the bathroom?" Stella Grace said cleverly.

"Just do it here," the older man said cautiously.

"The reality is, you can't run away. Dozens of sharpshooters are aimed at you outside the the

window." Stella Grace pointed her chin at window.

The older criminal was shocked. He immediately walked to the window, hid from a corner and looked out.

Stella Grace seized the opportunity to run to the door.

The older criminal realized that he had been fooled. He raised his pistol and pointed it at her leg.

Jasper Milton pulled her arm quickly and she crashed into his arms.

He quickly pushed Stella Grace behind him.

When the criminals saw Jasper Milton coming in again, they realized the danger and shot their guns at Jasper Milton.

Jasper Milton grabbed hold of Stella’s head, protecting it, and fell to the ground.

His movements were very reckless.

But her head was in his hands, and she wasn't hurt at all.

Jasper Milton pressed his legs on her side, and his warm breath fell on her face.

Stella Grace looked into his eyes.

It was as vast as the universe.

Looking at him this way, it seemed that she could forget all her troubles and difficulties, and... the pain buried deep in her heart.

"Why are you here again?" Stella Grace asked.

She instantly felt that she had asked a stupid question.

They were soldiers, and it was their duty to protect the hostages.

"Stay here, close to the sofa, don't move. I will do my best to ensure your safety." Jasper Milton promised.

Stella Grace looked at him, poised like a fighting cheetah, he rushed behind a pillar in an instant.

The criminals, sensing their lives were in danger, picked up their guns, and shot at them.

Stella Grace only heard the sounds of gunshots ringing in her ears.

The pillars began to shatter and peel from the impact of the bullets.

Jasper Milton had no chance to fight back.

The older criminal approached the pillar with a

gun.

Stella Grace glanced at him.

This went on, they would both die.

Stella Grace took off her shoes and threw them out from behind the sofa.

The yellow-haired man quickly shot towards the sofa.

"Bang!" There was a crisp sound.

The yellow- haired man had gotten shot, he staggered and fell to the ground.

The older criminal grew wary and jumped towards the sofa. Jasper Milton took a risk and pulled Stella Grace to the back of the TV cabinet.

They were squeezed together in the narrow space.

Jasper Milton fired some shots to deter the criminal from approaching them.

Stella Grace looked up at Jasper Milton.

She did not expect that this stranger would protect her.