Breaking Mr. Cold (Giselle and Donovan) novel Chapter 267

A shot on his back caused Orin so much pain that he collapsed onto the ground immediately.

Giselle got up immediately and took a few steps back, while she continued pointing her gun at him.

Orin gritted his teeth and raised his head despite the overwhelming pain. When he saw the gun in Giselle's hand, he was shocked, and instantly whipped the gun he had strapped to his waist and fired it at Giselle.

However, when he pulled the trigger, nothing happened. That was when he realized that his gun was a dud—there were no bullets in it at all.

He was still bewildered when Giselle shot him in his thigh once again without second thoughts.

Orin was in so much pain that he remained paralyzed on the ground. His blood poured out of his wounds, and he couldn't get up at all. He stared incredulously at Giselle and shook his head uncontrollably. He couldn't make sense of it at all.

"Why did you… You… Why?" Orin gasped out.

Giselle's heart was still pounding hard. Her gun was still pointed at Orin, but as she reminisced about the times they had spent together the past two months, a complicated mixture of feelings arose, but ultimately, hatred took over.

Hopelessness shone in Orin's usually cold, heartless eyes when he saw that Giselle was about to fire once more. He pleaded, "Please… Don't do this to me. Don't—"

Giselle had initially pointed her gun at his chest, but after meeting his eyes, she had subconsciously moved her gun to his right shoulder.

Another loud bang rang out.

However, at the Gold Delta, the locals were usually associated, or working with the criminals. It was very clear from how filthy she looked that she was obviously someone who had just escaped captivity.

If she were to just seek help without thinking it through, these people would probably send her back immediately to that hellhole for money.

It was fortunate that nighttime was slowly approaching, and there weren't as many people out and about anymore. Only trash collectors and those hustling to make a living on their bikes were seen on the streets, but none of them noticed her, since she was standing in a corner.

She knew clearly that Orin's men were already looking for her everywhere, so hiding here wasn't the best long-term idea. She needed to find a way to get a car so she could leave.

However, she didn't have any money on her, she wasn't courageous enough to take a cab, and she wasn't bold enough to stop any of the cars passing by. Just when she was still panicking about the options she had, she suddenly noticed a deserted factory nearby.