When There Is Nothing Left But Love novel Chapter 653

At the sound of my voice, he grunted but did not do much else.

Worried that the servants would walk in on us, I reiterated my request. “Mr. Danny, would you…”

Suddenly, he flung his head up violently and stared at me.

My heart skipped a beat. “Mr. Danny…” I stammered.

“Don’t provoke Mr. Abe. He’s more frightening than you could imagine.” With that said, he turned and walked unsteadily away.

I stood rooted in surprise.

“I just wanted to visit them, are they alright?” I called to his departing back.

“They’re still alive.”

I sat down hopelessly on the floor. Is this how it will be?

What if I begged Abe to?

At this thought, I stood up and obtained a knife from the kitchen to slit my wrists.

I was very familiar with the process having done it countless times when I was mourning my dear child.

I passed out in the living room. My last memory was of the panicked servants rushing over to my limp body. With that in mind, I sighed in relief before losing consciousness.

I awoke in the hospital; being hardly surprised. As expected, Abe was by my bed.

“You’re up?” he asked without much emotion.

“Why did you want to kill yourself?” Dante asked with a frown.

I stole a glance at Danny in the corner; his expression was cold. I looked back at Abe and Dante, putting two and two together.

Danny did not inform Abe that I had set him up.

With a meaningful look at Abe, I said in a hoarse voice. “Mr. Abe, I am willing to exchange with my life!”

“Exchange for what?” Abe frowned.

“For their lives!”

“Ha!” Abe laughed coldly. “One life for four. You’re confident, aren’t you?”

“Aren’t you curious about my relationship with the Murphys?” I asked. My throat still hurt.

“Does this have anything to do with me?” he asked sharply.

I…

I was dumbstruck for several moments. Hastily composing myself, I continued. “The Murphys will be able to locate me, no matter where I am. Since you already have plans to send me back, why don’t you release my friends anyway? I’ll even owe you one.”

“Pah!” Dante spat. “Does this woman have rust in her brain or something? Talking about favors with Mr. Abe?”