You Can Run But You Can't Hide My Contractual Wife novel Chapter 355

“Bill! Here!” Trishia suddenly appeared.

“Trishia?” Bill frowned while he uttered her name. “Why are you here?” He asked.

“I just happened to hear my father’s plan. So, I came to rescue you.” Trishia answered reasonably.

Hearing Trishia, his frowning got deeper as he smirked.

Trishia couldn’t see the doubt in Bill for her but she couldn’t also see that he believed in her.

No matter what, she would just stick to him until the end.

“I have to go,” Bill uttered and went in another direction.

Trishia was pissed but somehow, she managed to control it as her plan was almost halfway.

Carrying her gun, she followed Bill until she saw the awful scene in the backyard of the warehouse.

Trishia hid in the corner waiting for the perfect timing.

She was smiling and having fun watching Jackson and Sen. Meyer on the ground.

Just when Jackson was about to finish the Senator, that was the time Trishia appeared.

She shot the man called Jackson.

He begged for his life but she was not the type of person who had mercy on a criminal like her.

In this battlefield world, the number rule was to kill or die.

Trishia was not a fool to listen to Jackson as she knew this man would kill her if he would get a chance.

After shooting Jackson, here comes the happy part for Trishia.

Seeing her stepdad lying on the ground bleeding and begging for his life.

‘Trishia! You are useless!’

‘Trishia! You are brainless!’

‘Trishia, you are worthless!’

‘You are a piece of trash!’

‘You are a disgusting rat!’

‘You don’t deserve anything from me!’

‘Don’t call me your dad! Don’t ever use my name again!’

While Trishia was looking keenly at the helpless Senator on the ground, all his harsh words for her flashed across her mind.

She felt intense anger burning inside her but she was carrying a wide smile.

At long last, she saw the man in this awful situation.

It was a very precious scene for Trishia.

Sen. Meyer’s life is in her hands.

“Hahaha!” With the thought of it, Trishia laughed like she heard the funniest joke in the world.

“Who would have thought that tonight is your ending, dear daddy?” She uttered cheerfully.

Her smile was brilliantly exposed as her eyes sparkled with joy.

“Trishia, please help me. Help dad. I promise to make up with you. Come back to our house. Your mother is waiting for you. Let’s make up for the time we have lost and forget our misunderstandings. Okay, Trishia, my daughter?” The Senator would try to do all just to save his life.

He never wanted to call Trishia his daughter but for the moment he had no choice but to put up a good loving father face to Trishia.

Trishia’s smile went wider hearing how the Senator tried to fool her once again just to save his life.

She already knew he was just bluffing her.

If everything would go under his control again, he would just mock her for being a fool.

He would humiliate her again and again.

“Oh! Sorry, dad but as you always said, I’m brainless, worthless, trash, and useless. So, I have to disappoint you again because this trash will watch you die.” Trishia chuckled wickedly.

“Trishia, stop! Don’t do it!” Suddenly, Arabella sounded while she struggled to get up.

She had to look for help to rescue Bill but her mobile phone was taken by the Senator’s men when they kidnapped her.

Though her mind was looking for a way to save Bill, she couldn’t just let Trishia kill her stepfather.

Though Sen. Meyer was an evil person, Arabella could not stand and watch what Trishia was about to do.

Watching and not doing anything while someone committed the crime was also an offense, especially since she was her sister.

Hearing Arabella’s voice, Trishia looked at her pissed off.

Her eyes were furious like she didn’t want her to meddle with her own personal affair.

Trishia stood up leaving the dying Senator.

She strode closer to Arabella.

“What a lucky night! I’m hitting two birds with one stone!” Trishia muttered as she gracefully strode closer to Arabella.

“Trishia, don’t be a criminal! Do you think your mother would be happy with the things that you do? Please stop all these killings!” Arabella stood firm.

Trishia was always pained in her ass but she was still her sister.

“Hahaha!” Trishia just laughed at her. “Do you think you can just order me just like that? So, do you want to die first?” Trishia with her wide smile pointed her gun at Arabella.

Arabella was dumbfounded as she knew Trishia was itching to kill her.

She blamed her for her worst life and that was the thing that would never change.

“Put your gun down, Trishia. I am not going to fight with you.” Arabella just wanted her to stop but Trishia was ready to attack her.

“No… no… no! It’s not for you to say that. You can’t just order me just like that dear sister. Tonight, I will finish you too! You and your mother will have a get-together in hell.” Trishia commented without any conscience in her expression. “Bye dear sister!” Just right after Trishia’s words, a gunshot was heard.

Then after, a loud siren resonated in the whole area.

Helicopters appeared and there seemed a massive arrival of people with their cars at the entrance lawn of the warehouse.

“Have fun in hell, dear sister!” Trishia exclaimed watching Arabella lied on the ground surrounded by her blood. Trishia waited for this for a very long time and now she had killed Arabella successfully.

With the men and cars continuously approaching, Trishia had no time to delay.

She quickly got Bill Sky.

She dragged him to the boat and they left.

“Don’t… don’t leave…. Bill…. Bill Sky…. Trishia… please… don’t…. wait….” Arabella was left lying on the ground swimming with her own blood.

Trishia shot her in the chest.

Her sight was blurry but she was sure that Trishia took Bill.

She wanted to chase them but her body was not cooperating as her strength was draining.

She wanted to get Bill from Trishia but her vision was fading away.

She could feel very cold inside her until she lost consciousness.

The event was blocked by any media.

There were no any headlines about what happened that night.

Capital Z was always a busy city.

Every morning was always a new start. '

People were busy walking in the street every morning.

Streets were jampacked with all kinds of vehicles.