Don't Try to Escape, My Wife! novel Chapter 1223

"He called you, didn't he? Did he say he would get me out of here? Or did he ask how he could take me back?"

Ysabel looked at Fill with a gleam of hope in her eyes.

Although Fill was hard-hearted, he still couldn't help but take pity on her at this moment.

He didn't say anything, and then Ysabel's eyes gradually dulled. She was extremely disappointed.

"I'm too naive, right? Actually, I knew he didn't love me before I came here. But I just wanted a chance to marry him and be his bride. Looks like it's just my wishful thinking. I'm so stupid," she said self-deprecatingly.

She shed tears in silence and looked anguished, as if her world had collapsed.

Fill felt for her, but there was nothing he could do.

"Can you let me go? I want to go back and ask him why he lied to me. Can you let me go?"

Ysabel suddenly jumped out of bed and knelt down in front of Fill.

"Please! Please let me go. I'm begging you."

Fill squinted with mixed feelings.

He watched Whitney's doppelganger weeping in front of him.

Nine years ago, did Whitney cry and plead with those people just like this?

No!

She wouldn't!

She was so tough that she would never stoop so low.

She would fight rather than kneel down to others to get everything she wanted.

Therefore, Ysabel wasn't Whitney!

Fill came out of the trance, but then a silver light flashed in front of him, and a cold dagger instantly pierced into his chest.

He felt a sharp pain, with his bright red blood splashing on Ysabel's face.

Her face was still wet with tears.

Her hands were trembling, and so was her body.

"I'm sorry, Fill. I'm really sorry. But this is my only chance. I know Jarrod may not love me, but he never lied to me. He said he'd marry me if I killed you, and I believe him! Fill, I believe him! I know it's wrong to kill people, and I also know there is no grudge between us. But you also took my virginity, didn't you? Let's just call it even. I know it may not be enough, but ... I don't have a choice. In the next life, I can do anything for you. Is it okay?"

Ysabel cried bitterly.

She should hate Fill!

After all, he took her virginity.

But why was she so scared when seeing his blood spouting out?

She was really scared!

Fill had never thought that he would be killed by such a little woman.

She wasn't even a killer.

How embarrassed he would be if it got out!

Fill, a famous killer, was actually killed by an unknown woman!

However, Fill was not angry.

Somehow, he was exceptionally calm at this moment.

The pain in his chest already spread to his entire body.

He leaned against the window and gasped for breath, his eyes shining brightly.

"Will you get what you want if I die?"

Ysabel expected herself to see a frantic Fill, but he was so calm that she wanted to cry.

"I'm sorry."

That was all she could say now.

Fill smiled.

His smile was very pure.

It was as if the killings all these years didn't change him and he was still the same person from back then.

He said, "Perhaps I will be able to see Whitney after I die. I haven't seen her for nine years. I can't even go to visit her grave. Every year, I could only set up a platform outside to commemorate her. I don't know if she could hear me. I also don't know if she has a reincarnation and already forgets me. But it doesn't matter. After all, I'm going to meet her now. That's good."

With that, he fell down with a smile.

Ysabel was touched.

How deeply did he love that woman?

Why did he look relieved?

He would die, right?

He should be dead!

Could he survive after losing so much blood?

Ysabel suddenly panicked.

She hurriedly took out a set of clothes from the wardrobe and put them on. Then, she tried hard to recall the ways of escaping she had learnt in the past three years, but she got nothing useful.

The room was surrounded by people.

Even if she killed Fill and completed her mission, she could never come back, let alone be Jarrod's bride.

She watched more and more blood flow out of Fill's body and gradually soak the floor, which reminded her of the scene when she had seen her companions die in front of her.

She curled up on the bed and hugged her legs tightly.

'Jarrod, why aren't you here yet?'

'You asked me to kill Fill, and I did it!'

'Why haven't you sent someone to get me out of here?'