novelraw Chapter 410 - 209. The child is not in danger, it’s just Mrs. Mu...
Chapter 410 - 209. The child is not in danger, it’s just Mrs. Mu...
Stomach, pain.Mu Jin Huan’s long strides came to an abrupt halt, and if Secretary Tang hadn’t reacted quickly, she would’ve surely collided with the back of her boss.
After regaining her balance, she quickly stepped back two paces, a bit bewildered. They were just about to board the plane, yet after taking a phone call, she was left puzzled.
Could it be that Mrs. Mu is in trouble?
Yes, it must be. Otherwise, even if a mountain crumbled, President Mu would remain unruffled. How could his expression change so suddenly?
It was as if everything around had disappeared, including the noisy announcements, the varying chatter of pedestrians, and the patrolling security...
Mu Jin Huan could only hear the weak breathing transmitted through the radio waves to his ears. The darkness in his black eyes was intensifying, almost leaking.
The knuckles of the hand holding the phone turned white. "Good girl, don’t be afraid. Tell me where you are."
His voice carried a slight tremble, which was unprecedented.
...
Zhao Ying escaped through the back door, and the knocking at the door grew louder. It seemed that the people outside were about to break in, having waited too long without a response.
Aunt Zhou collapsed on the ground, blood streaming from her forehead, too fresh to clot as new blood gushed forth.
Nan Wan’s cold sweat mixed with water stains, her hair clinging to her smooth neck, looking as bedraggled as if she’d just been pulled from the sea.
Her sweater was torn, exposing large patches of skin to the air, with lingering marks left by a man, both deep and shallow.
The warm, sticky feeling below told Nan Wan why the pain in her stomach was intensifying.
Pale and weak, her breathing became more difficult, with threads of oxygen squeezing into her throat to sustain her life, while the phone in her pocket vibrated repeatedly.
Her eyes closed, then struggled to open.
After a while, the hand clutching her stomach slowly reached for the coat thrown to the side, pulling out her phone with blurred vision, yet she still saw the caller ID flashing on the screen.
Mu Huan, did you hear it, right?
After pressing the answer button, she spoke instinctively, stammering about her stomach pain, how much it hurt, and her fear.
The child...
Her words were vague and scattered, barely audible over the ’bang bang’ sound of someone outside pounding on the door, making it hard to hear what the person on the other end was saying.
It sounded like they were asking where she was...
Warm liquid continuously rolled out from the corners of her eyes, her voice low and choked, "I, I don’t know... Aunt Zhou has lost so much blood... the child..."
In just a few short words, she had exhausted the last of her strength.
As the phone slipped from her hand, the door was burst open from outside, and in a daze, she seemed to see men in police uniforms flooding into the small room.
Soon after, the noisy sounds echoed in her ears.
"My God, didn’t the informant say there were drug users here?"
"There’s actually a back door here, and look, there’s a man’s shoe on the ground. The suspect must have escaped through the back!"
"No more talking! Lives are at stake. You two, hurry to the car and pursue the fugitive, I’ll contact the nearest hospital."
"The elderly woman is still alive. You take the pregnant woman to the car and call the doctor to prepare."
"..."
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In the spacious and bright airport lobby, Mu Jin Huan stood in the center clad in a handcrafted, high-end suit, tall and upright.
His sharply defined features exuded a severity that seemed capable of consuming everything around, with the blackness in his eyes as turbulent as stormy seas, more terrifying than the clouds gathering outside.
The veins on the back of his hand bulged, as if about to crush the phone in his grip.
Secretary Tang was forced to take a half-step back by the heavy aura emitting from him, involuntarily shivering.
Licking her lips, she carefully asked, "President... President Mu, should we cancel the flight?"
Dammit...
What on earth happened? She had been by President Mu’s side for quite some time, yet never had she seen him looking so murderous.
The chaotic and panicked voices on the other end of the call had vanished, leaving behind only empty silence, while ice crystals seemed to accumulate deep within Mu Jin Huan’s black eyes.
It was as if he hadn’t heard Secretary Tang’s question at all. He cut off the still-connected call, his voice chilled enough to freeze everything over, "Car keys."
Secretary Tang hurriedly found the keys in her bag and handed them over with both hands.
Mu Jin Huan, too impatient to wait for her to reach him, snatched the keys and swiftly strode towards the exit.
The sting of the keys grazing her skin made Secretary Tang involuntarily gasp in pain.
By the time she ran out of the airport lobby in her high heels, the car had already vanished from sight, leaving her to anxiously pace back and forth without knowing what had happened.