The Heiress They Couldn't Break (Amelia and Jeremy) novel Chapter 632

But that night, a restless unease crept under Josie's skin, making her unusually alert to everything around her.

Then she noticed several men dressed in black farther ahead and an ominous feeling rose in her chest.

She was certain they were after her.

Without thinking twice, she ran.

Her heels struck the polished stone path in a wild rhythm, echoing the frantic pounding of her heart.

She didn't dare glance back and only rushed forward as the night wind whipped her hair, clearing part of the haze but failing to chase away the cold fear clinging to her.

Regret slammed into her hard, because if she had known this would happen, she would never have wandered around in a sentimental mood and insisted on taking the longer route home.

See, look what this leads to! Damn it, damn it!

Those men in black were obviously trained, and as they closed in on Josie, panic seized her and she screamed at the top of her lungs.

"Ahhh! Help! They're going to kill me!

"Help! Who are you people? Why are you chasing me?"

Just as despair overwhelmed her and she thought she would be dragged off or worse tonight, a familiar figure suddenly appeared.

It was the same man who had already left earlier, Harrison.

She had no idea where he came from, as if he had materialized out of thin air.

The second he showed up, he acted without hesitation, kicking the thugs lunging toward Josie away and pulling her behind him to shield her.

"Why are you back?" Josie asked in shock.

"I'll explain later. Let's handle this first."

Harrison didn't have time for explanations and focused entirely on the men rushing at them.

Those men were clearly targeting Josie, but his sudden interference threw off their plan.

They didn't stay to fight and quickly retreated.

Josie stayed behind Harrison, trembling, watching the black-clad figures disappear around the dark corner as her heart continued to race.

Only when she was sure they were truly gone did all the strength leave her body, her knees giving out as she nearly collapsed.

Harrison reacted quickly and caught her by the waist, holding her upright.

"Are you okay? Are you hurt?"

His voice carried urgency as he bent closer to examine her carefully.

His eyes swept over her hair, messy from running, and the tender spot on her ankle rubbed raw by her shoe.

Josie shook her head and took deep breaths as the fear slowly faded, relief crashing over her and tears spilling from her eyes without warning.

"Uh, I wanted to clear my head, so I walked around."

"It's late, and you're clearing your head at this hour? Choose another time, alright? Don't assume it's always safe out there."

"Okay. I understand."

Josie felt ashamed and didn't dare argue, even forgetting to ask why he had turned back.

She realized she couldn't rely on the safety of this area, because if something happened, she really wouldn't know what to do.

In the end, Harrison only left after watching her enter the house, then went to retrieve the car and call for another driver.

He had only wanted to scare her earlier and never meant to leave her walking alone.

After dropping her off, he drove a little farther and had the driver get out.

Then he turned back, planning to follow her and leave only after seeing her reach the door.

He hadn't expected that when he doubled back, she was no longer on the original path.

Luckily, he knew the neighborhood well and found her quickly.

If he had been even a minute later, the outcome would have been disastrous.

He felt angry at himself for acting immaturely and letting her out before she was safely inside, because he had nearly caused something unforgivable and now regretted it deeply.