Love Coming From The Least Expected novel Chapter 176

I could hear someone talking, but I had a hard time telling if he was a friend or a foe. The moment I could feel my hands again, I threw punches at him, yelling hysterically, “Stay away from me!”

“Eve, it’s me! I’m Christopher!” Judging by the man’s hoarse voice, I was certain he was equally anxious. Inundated by remorse, he kept me safe in between his arms.

At that point in time, the only thing I had in mind was to flee the scene. In another attempt to escape, I launched another powerful kick at the man, but my effort was to no avail because I was still confined in between his arms.

After one last attempt to bite the man failed because of my dislocated jaw, I tried to knock the man off with my head while yelling, “Just kill me! Kill me instead of humiliating me!”

“I’m so sorry for being late, Eve! It’s my fault for not being there for you! I’m Christopher! I’ll never hurt you!”

Who’s Christopher? Oh! Is he the one I have been waiting for? He’s the only one who cares about me, isn’t he? I returned to my senses and stared at the man with a look of disbelief. He was in an equally pathetic with his forehead drenched in blood and his face puckered in despair.

He couldn’t care less by his look and continued holding me firmly in between his arms. Over and over again, he caressed my back and assured me, “You don’t have to worry because everything’s over! I have taken out those vicious men!”

I repeated after him, “C-Christopher?”

He placed his blazer over me and asserted, “Yes! It’s me! I’m here! I’ll always be here!”

“Christopher!” As the pent-up emotions came flooding out, I nestled in between his arms and started wailing hysterically, “I’m horrified! I almost killed myself to end my misery!”

While Christopher brought the traumatized me out of the basement, I caught a glimpse of a few men in their military uniforms, including Zachary.

My pupils constricted in fear the moment I saw the men drenched in a puddle of blood on the ground. My heart skipped a beat, and I passed out after shrieking.

When I was unconscious, I heard a few people around me engaging in a heated discussion. They seemed to be having another fight. As much as I wanted to figure out the things going on, I couldn’t open my eyes.

The faces of three vicious-looking men flashed back in my mind. They kept running their hands all over my body. In the end, they tore my clothes into pieces with lustful intentions written all over their faces.