Melinda’s soft, pitiful voice came from upstairs. “Chuck! Harry! I’m so scared!”
Chester’s expression darkened, and he turned his head angrily, snapping, “Shut up! If you make another sound, I’ll kill you right now!”
Harry, who was on the floor below, could see Chester was serious. After a brief pause, despite Chester’s threat, he signaled the sniper to fire.
Chuck rushed in the moment Chester fell. Looking at the bombs strapped to the three of us, Chuck hesitated, his eyes scanning between us.
Melinda’s eyes were red with tears. “Chuck, please save me, I don’t want to die.”
Chuck touched Melinda’s face with trembling hands. His voice was hoarse as he comforted her. “Don’t worry, I won’t let anything happen to you.”
He completely ignored me—his wife—beside them.
My heart grew colder by the second.
As Quinn’s cold hand gripped mine, I looked over at her. I realized I couldn’t let this happen. Even if Chuck abandoned me, I couldn’t let Quinn get hurt. After all, she was pregnant too!
I raised my voice. “Chuck, I’m pregnant!”
I had thought Chuck would choose me and Quinn for the child’s sake.
But to my shock, Chuck’s expression turned impatient. “Scarlett, how can you be so selfish? Are you actually lying just to save yourself? Do you think I wouldn’t know if you were pregnant?”
He lowered his head and carefully began disarming the bomb on Melinda. “Also, so what if you were pregnant? I checked the bombs. They won’t kill you. They’ll just injure you a little.”
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