Unmasking Mrs. Newton's Secret Identities novel Chapter 1226

The man appeared oblivious to his pain. His blood spread across the floor in a vivid red bloom, while a haunting expression remained frozen on his face.

"See, every drop of my blood is burning with love for you. Hannah, let's die together. That way, you'll be mine forever."

As the man spoke, he adjusted his grip on the knife. In an instant, he thrust the blade menacingly toward Helen, his eyes glinting with a dangerous edge.

Helen had planned to use a silver needle to sedate him, but as she reached for it, she remembered that she had put it away after removing her makeup earlier.

Unfortunately, her bag was now on the makeup table, dangerously close to the man.

Helen decided to wait for the opportune moment. She planned to swiftly grab her bag when the man charged at her.

Without warning, the man tightened his grip on the knife and lunged at her.

Helen moved quickly, evading his attack and positioning herself behind him. She seized her bag and held it tightly against her chest, desperately trying to open it and retrieve the needle.

However, the man swiftly turned around, launching another assault.

In her panic, Helen grappled with the bag, the zipper stubbornly snagging at the worst possible moment. With no other option, she threw the bag at him with all her might.

Though the bag hit him, it had as little effect as a mosquito bite on a fortress. It dropped to the ground, barely making a dent.

As the man advanced, Helen took a decisive stance and shouted, "Stop right there!"

The man froze, his frenzy abruptly interrupted. He stood there with the knife in hand, his face showing a flicker of confusion.

Helen breathed a sigh of relief. As she had anticipated, those who lurk in the shadows often back down when confronted directly.

"Put the knife down!" she commanded firmly. "You claim to be my fan, but you're not even listening to me. I said, put it down!"

"Then go and get me a cup of coffee—a caramel macchiato with less milk and less sugar, and make sure it's warm," Helen ordered.

"Got it! I'll be back as soon as I can! Please wait for me!" the man responded, eagerly moving toward the door.

Helen's tension eased significantly, but as the man reached the door, he suddenly hesitated.

"What are you waiting for?" she urged. "I don't like people who waste time. Hurry up!"

With a grin, the man turned back and said, "I can't leave now. If I do, I might never get another chance to see you. How about we skip the coffee, Hannah? You can try something else instead."

He casually picked up a thermos from another table, unscrewed the lid, and leaned in closer to Helen. "Drink this. Come on, give it a try!"

"Don't come any closer!"