Who's Crying Now, Ex-Husband? novel Chapter 142

Almost there, almost there.

Mila's vision blurred as the lights played tricks on her eyes. She could barely make out a few headlights flickering in the distance on the main road.

Almost there.

She opened her mouth to cry out, but no sound came. It was then she realized her face had gone numb from the cold wind, her muscles frozen, making it difficult just to open her mouth. Her throat burned from the effort, unable to produce a single sound.

"...Help."

Help!

Her whole body felt heavy, her head spinning. Despite the road and the rescuing cars being so close, they seemed impossibly distant.

She really couldn't run any further.

She wanted to set down the child clinging to her back, urging him to run ahead, thinking at least one of them might be saved.

Just then, the screeching of brakes pierced the air. Car doors flung open as several large black dogs, barking fiercely, dashed past her, charging at the men pursuing from behind.

She recognized them as the guard dogs from the guesthouse.

Moments later, a dozen people jumped out of the cars, wielding kitchen knives, mops, pots, and pans. Miranda and Eugene, still in their pajamas, sprinted towards her, faces etched with worry.

Saved at last.

Mila's eyes welled with tears as her strength gave out. She collapsed forward and was caught in Eugene's arms.

"Sis! Sis!"

The desperate cries rang in her ears as she slipped into unconsciousness...

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The police arrived shortly after.

They left a few officers to secure the scene and watch over the two captured criminals, while the rest followed the barking dogs to track down the injured fugitives.

However, when they tried to move the unconscious Mila, they were stumped.

"What do we do? The kid's passed out too, but he's gripping her so tightly he won't let go."

Eugene's face darkened as he considered prying the child's arms off Mila, but Miranda stopped him.

"No, doing that will hurt them both."