I Want a Divorce (Abigail and Sean) novel Chapter 194

Chapter 194 Emergency Help Message

Soon, the man received a message. ‘I’ll send you the video today. Are you sure you can send her away in three days? Are the people at the industrial park reliable?”

“The area where the park is located is one of the most chaotic in Southeast Asia. Even if Sean hast extraordinary abilities, would he dare confront the military forces over there? Even if he were to go, his death would merely be inconsequential; nob*dy would care.

Just as he had sent out the message, Luna called again.

The man holding Abigail’s phone didn’t answer immediately. His face darkened as he watched the messages pop up one by one, his expression clearly showing impatience.

When Luna noticed that there was still no reply from Abigail, even though she had sent so many messages, she started to feel anxious. Lexie didn’t want to only see pictures. In fact, she insisted on meeting Abigail in person, which put Luna in a difficult situation. ‘Reply to my message! If you don’t reply, I’m going to video call you!”

She kept repeatedly calling, making the man wish he could strangle her through the phone.

At this moment, Abigail’s black cloth bag was removed from her head, and she gasped for air. When she looked up and saw the man standing not far from her, she trembled in fear.

“Now, I need you to cooperate with me and have a video call with your friend. Just tell her that you’re fine and ask her not to insist on seeing you. I promise that in two days, I will release you,” he calmly told her.

She nodded repeatedly, but the cloth in her mouth prevented her from speaking.

After the man put the phone aside, he began to set up the scene.

Abigail’s phone returned to her hand, and she immediately remembered the emergency contact setting she had configured with the police. She had set up a message to be sent to Luna if she pressed the power button five times.

“Don’t play tricks, or I’ll kill you right away.” The man threatened as he saw her holding the phone: but not doing anything.

After a deep breath, she said, “I’m a bit nervous. I’m afraid she might notice something.” She tightly held the phone, and her fingers silently positioned themselves over the power button.

“It’s normal to be nervous the first time you’re kidnapped. Don’t worry. As long as you cooperate, I won’t harm you,” he gently rea*sured her.

“What should I tell her?” she pretended to ask the man.

He replied, “You can read the messages she sent you.”

“Okay,” she said as she opened the messages and carefully read them. Worried that she might seem too compliant, she started feigning fear by shaking in her seat. She pulled out all the stops. So, by the time she was done, her eyes were puffy, and she was quietly sobbing into her hand.

“You’d better not have any funny ideas. Why are you crying?!” the man suddenly roared.

She shivered involuntarily at his outburst. She quickly raised her hand to wipe away her tears, biting her l*p tightly to suppress the urge to cry.