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After Divorce, I Became A Queen novel Chapter 171

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After Divorce, I Became A Queen is the best current series by the author Internet. The Chapter 171 Save Herself content below will immerse us in a world of love and hatred, where characters use every trick to achieve their goals without concern for the other half—only to regret it later. Please read chapter Chapter 171 Save Herself and stay updated with the next chapters of this series at nisfree.com.

Chapter 171 Save Herself

Within a few moments, Sion's face was covered in bruises, his chest heaving violently up and down. And he was lying beside the blood.

Albie calmed down a lot, as the pain in his heart was less than earlier. He glanced at Sion and asked, "What makes you so sure that it's Aurora's earring?"

Sion was looking at the sky with empty eyes. The sun was still visible in the morning, but now the sky was full of dark clouds as if it was going to rain.

Sweat dripped down his hair and fell onto the ground without a sound.

"I know it," Sion replied in a faint voice, speaking like a lost soul.

Albie turned his head to look at him and was surprised to see tears slipping from the eyes of Sion, who was formerly a spirited, promising young man. Albie suddenly realized that Sion might reserve some feelings for Aurora.

But that would not be an excuse for him for all the damage that had been done to Aurora, moreover, their marriage was over.

From now on, Aurora would never have anything to do with this man, Sion Carroll, again.

In the meanwhile, Albie felt an unspeakable sense of remorse. If he hadn't asked to go to Broadlane Park, Aurora wouldn't have come to such an isolated place. Nor would she have passed this bridge and had this accident. Or, if he had gone to pick her up forcefully, she would never have been put in danger.

Aurora was too kind to say no to people she cared about or cause trouble, so even if she had felt unwilling to go, she wouldn't have turned him down. Albie could not bear to imagine the fear and pain Aurora would have been gone through in the accident since he always knew how delicate the girl was since little.

Thinking of this, he let out a deep breath, stood up and reached out his hand towards Sion.

"The police should be here soon. You better clean up yourself." Said Albie. He thought Sion who was on the ground was too pathetic a man.

After a while, Sion recovered from the shock and despair. The corner of his mouth slightly moved and he stood up.

"Mr Doyle, you're in the fashion business, I'm not."

How could he think about his image when Aurora had gone away and might be in great danger?

Seeing Albie go to the bridge railing to check something, Sion said, "This is where the action is, we'd better stay put and wait for the police to come."

Albie stopped and turned around to look at him, "Would you say Aurora was in an accident or was victimized?"

Sion looked at the river below. There seemed to be a huge wave building in the bottom of his eyes, causing him emotional turmoil inside.

He remained silent, standing side by side with Albie, waiting for the police to arrive. Sooner or later, the matter would come to light.

It was more than an hour before Sion arrived.

Aurora was muddled into a car, vaguely knowing the intention of the guys who had kidnapped her, while she was on the verge of fainting. She could not even open her eyelids at that time, let alone exert a bit of strength.

The moment the vehicle started and ran out of the bridge guardrail into the river, a loud noise exploded in Aurora's ears. She could feel the car floating soon, and then slowly fell downward.

The girl was struggling in her mind, trying so hard to wake up. If she didn't wake up now, she could only wait for death.

Wake up!

Wake up...

Soon, the cold river water penetrated into the car, flooding Aurora's ankles and quickly spilling more and more inside.

Her brow was furrowed together, and her pale face showed a sign of experiencing extreme pain and struggling with her will.

The water on the passenger side was coloured with blood. Blood was still flowing out of her wounds, and uncountable bruises and injuries inside were almost too much for her to hold on to.

Was she dying?

That was the sense of dying, right?

Death hurt.

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