Mr Carlos Huo, She's Your Wife novel Chapter 411

Debbie was practically backed into a corner. Her dagger flashed, high, low, overhand. She slashed these men with the dagger again and again. Left, right, forward and backward, she sprang and slid, hacking and slicing. Bodies clashing. The sound was quite appalling.

Aldrich walked over to Kasie and pulled the rope, lowering Kasie to ground level.

Tied, unable to move, she could only watch Debbie fight against a group of ferocious men. Her face stung from the warm tears.

But the man wasn't interested in watching them fight. He really just needed this over. Suddenly, Aldrich held the knife to her throat and shouted, "Debbie Nian! One wrong move and she gets it!"

'Damn it!' Debbie cursed. She leaned backwards to dodge a bodyguard's attack. His meaty fist swung in front of her, narrowly missing her face. The bodyguards stopped attacking and watched their leader breathlessly.

Panting, she glared at Aldrich and bellowed, "Come at me! Let her go!"

Aldrich snorted, "I can't. Not until you divorce Ivan!"

"Okay! But you have to promise you won't harm Kasie," Debbie compromised.

Just then, a commotion was heard at the entrance. Soon, Ivan walked in with a black eye and a swollen face.

He didn't know martial arts and had taken a beating as he tried to get in. "Who's responsible for this?" Aldrich yelled at his bodyguards when he saw Ivan's features marred by bruises.

But since he didn't look masculine at all, he wasn't menacing even in his rage.

Pointing at Debbie and Kasie, Ivan demanded, "This is between you and me. Let them go."

"No way! Only after you divorce her,"

Aldrich said, his eyes fixed on Ivan's face. Though bloody, bruised and smudged, that face was still as attractive as ever to him.

Yet his hands shook uncontrollably as Ivan walked towards him. Debbie's heart was in her mouth. He still held the knife, and Kasie was still in danger. Quietly, she reached for the lipstick weapon in her pocket and aimed it carefully. She pressed the button and fired the dart. It sped toward Aldrich's hand.

"Ah!" The dart buried itself in Aldrich's phalanges. The man screamed and dropped the knife. Debbie rushed over, stepped on the weapon and swept his feet out from under him. He hit the floor, and Debbie gave him a few good kicks in the kidneys.

Lying on his back, Aldrich howled in misery. His men surrounded Debbie when they saw their boss beaten and heard his painful cries.

Ignoring the danger, she carried Kasie over to Ivan.

Ivan caught her in his arms and started to untie her wrists and ankles.

Suddenly, Aldrich laughed hysterically. "Ivan, don't move. I don't want to have to shoot her."

While Debbie was busy with Kasie, Aldrich managed to unholster his gun. He pointed it at Kasie. Debbie's eyes widened with shock and her heart pounded.

Ivan frowned. "Just cut it out. You want me, not them." He felt he never really knew Aldrich. 'When did he get that gun? And why does he have one? Is it all over me?'

"Yes, I want you. But Debbie stole you from me!" Aldrich said angrily.

Debbie panted. "I'm sorry. I was wrong, but Kasie's innocent. Point your gun at me."

Kasie's hands were still bound, her mouth taped. She elbowed Ivan to remind him to tear the tape off her mouth.

Ivan understood and began to remove the tape.

Jealousy devoured Aldrich's senses. His hands trembled. Then, "Bang!" He pulled the trigger.

"No!" Debbie shrieked when she saw him. But she couldn't stop him.

After the shot, everything went deathly silent.

Kasie felt someone hold her tightly when the gun went off. Then everything else was blocked out.