Billionaire's Reborn Baby novel Chapter 342

Emma stood against him, dressing. On the ground, there were three bleeding persons. One's belly was covered in blood. One was injured in the carotid artery with blood gurgling out. And the third person was lying on the ground with a dagger stuck in his back.

The ground was littered with shoes, jackets, socks and trousers. The white overcoat that was stained with blood looked astonishingly red from afar, while Emma stood in the middle of the red.

Jaquan walked behind her. Emma probably heard the sound and slowly turned around. Her hands were covered in blood, and she didn't know whether it was hers or not.

Seeing him, her eyes twinkled slightly. Then, she looked down at her hands. They got dirty finally.

Jaquan picked up the coat on the ground and put it on her. Then, he looked down at her legs, the white underwear stained with dirty handprints of men. He hated it so much that his teeth creaked. The moment he picked up the trousers, tears almost fell out of his eyes.

His heart wrenched with extreme pain.

After putting pants on her, Jaquan stood there for a moment. Later, he walked to one of the corpses, beating him on the chin crazily. Fist after fist, that face was bloodshot.

Emma did not understand him, and she thought he was taking revenge for Arabella. She turned her head without seeing anyone, so she asked, "Where is Arabella?"

"Arabella, Arabella, Arabella! When can you care about yourself?" Jaquan stood up with so much rage that he seemed to explode in the next second.

"Myself?" Emma checked herself and only found some bruises on her arm. "I'm fine."

Fine?

His eyes were tearful and he looked frightening. He shouted at her, "You're fine? What if he has AIDS?"

"What if he wanted to kill you?"

"What if you're already dead?"

When Emma was about to say something, Jaquan suddenly held her in his arms. The hug was so violent that it almost tore her, "I was praying on my way that you can't get into any trouble. The thought of you being in danger drove me crazy. How can you tell me so calmly that you're fine? You're a woman. You can be sad and scared. You can cry and ask for help. You can beat me and blame me for coming late..., but you didn't. Do you know how much my heart hurts?"

Emma was a little surprised, but she did not struggle. It seemed she either didn't get it, or got it but was slow to respond.

Randy and other people rushed here. Everyone didn't say anything when seeing the scene. Arabella, who was wearing Ferne's coat, had stopped trembling, but there were tears on her face. She shuddered at the sight of the three people on the ground.

"Let her go!"

After Arabella was brought by the three people, Emma chased here, shouting at them, "Let her go!"

Arabella had been stripped of her jacket, and the group continued with her pants. She cried, "No! Let me go!"

Emma rushed over at this moment. But just as she was about to make a move, the group put a dagger on Arabella's neck. "If you dare step forward, I'll cut her throat."

Emma did not move.

Arabella kept trembling. She felt the sharp blade quivering around her throat. She trembled even more. She heard someone say, "Come here, take off your clothes."

She saw Emma obediently coming and taking off her coat.

The three men laughed vulgarly. They seemed to get slack. Emma seized the opportunity and threw her coat on a man's head. At the same time, she rushed towards Arabella. She poked the man controlling Arabella in the eyes, grabbed the dagger and kicked the man on the right.

"Run!"

Arabella only heard this word, and then ran out desperately. She was still trembling, and she instantly fell to the ground after being tripped by something. Her foot was pulled by someone. She turned around and saw someone pulling her foot, and immediately screamed.

"Oh God!"

Emma had escaped. Hearing that, she turned around to save her. After rescuing Arabella, she was surrounded by three men. As Arabella ran, she looked back and checked Emma's situation.

She vaguely knew what was going to happen, but she didn't dare to turn around. She couldn't save Emma even if she went back. What should she do? She cried and called Jaquan's name helplessly.

When she saw Jaquan, she felt she was in a dream. Until now, when she stood here and saw the three people lying motionless on the ground, she still couldn't help but tremble.

"Ferne." Jaquan stood beside Ferne, frowning and asking quietly, "Can we not let her go to the police station? Although it is self-defense, three have died. If she is charged, it will take a long time to go through the procedure. Can we not let her go?"