Her eyes were red from crying, and she stared at me as tears kept falling. It felt like I was staring at a frightened rabbit. “I’d rather die than to go through that again. Tell me your answer now, Scarlett. Do you want us dead or alive?”
Loud white noise exploded in my head. It was as if she had dunked me in an icy lake and froze my brain.
Am I forced to become a killer if I stick to my principles?
The officer behind me urged, “Look at the big picture. Let’s save her first before we talk about anything else.”
The negotiator at the side was even stomping his foot. “Hey, lady. I’m reminding you now that there are legal repercussions if you decide to let her die. You’d better think properly on how you’re going to reply to her!”
“I…”
Before I could say that I agreed to her words, Camelia screamed hysterically again, “I don’t want lies! Scarlett Stovall, I want you to agree to marry Marcus as soon as possible. Otherwise, even if you stop me now, I still have countless ways to die in front of you!”
“Say yes to her! What are you waiting for?”
“You can always get a divorce even if you marry him! What’s the big deal about this? Save her!”
“I…” Ashton’s face emerged in my mind, and I lowered my head. In a voice almost inaudible to everyone but myself, I said, “I don’t want that. I can’t do it.”
Right as those words left my mouth, the screams of others traveled into my ears.
“No!”
I snapped my head upward only to see Camelia’s figure stepping off the ledge and falling off the building.
“Camelia!”
Despite everyone running toward her immediately, no one could make it to her side in time.
“Where have you been?” Came Ashton’s familiar voice that snapped me out of the daze I was in. Slowly blinking, I watched as he draped his jacket on me with empty eyes.
Clothes… Jacket… I got it!
My eyes lighting up, I grabbed his arm and said, “Ashton, I’m going to agree to Marcus’ terms.”
Ashton knitted his brows and lowered his voice, “Say that again.”
Knowing that he had misunderstood what I meant, I gave him a helpless smile before tiptoeing to circle my arms around his neck. “I said, you’re going to be a matchmaker.”
Hearing my tone, the gloominess on Ashton’s face dissipated as a smile grew on his lips instead. “Are you sure that I’m going to be a matchmaker instead of a cuckold?”
As he spoke, he even vengefully pulled me closer toward him until the two of us were squeezed together.
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