Chapter 1032: Chapter 1032: Farewell, Cesar (2)
After a gunshot, Xiao Ye staggered back several steps.
He let out a low growl and pressed his hand against the shoulder that got shot.
Cesar had already swiftly led Wen Qiao into the jungle.
He glanced down, noticing that blood was quickly seeping from his shoulder, soon staining his clothes red.
Xiao Ye took a deep breath, his brows slowly furrowing.
The rumors were indeed true, that woman was his greatest weakness, an obsession beyond comprehension.
For soone as cautious as him, risking himself would only be because of her.
If it weren’t for that woman, he would never have ended up in this situation.
Even on the run, without her, no one in the world could have found him so quickly.
The numbness and pain in Xiao Ye’s shoulder began to spread, his vision going dark.
Supported by his subordinates, he walked awkwardly towards the beach.
His face looked terrible, not because of the pain, but because she brought too much danger to them.
This shot, he took for her without real need.
It was rely to allow Cesar the chance to risk reclaiming his woman.
“Mr. Xiao, we didn’t need to do this at all,” his subordinate voiced indignantly.
Xiao Ye lifted a hand to stop them from speaking.
Taking this bullet didn’t matter, at least he would owe no more favors.
Such a thing would never happen a second ti!
Cesar had taken her only a few steps before boarding a small military-green helicopter with her.
“Again.” His lips curled in an exceedingly rare arc, his voice clear against the sound of the helicopter blades, “How long has it been since we’ve played this ga, Qiao?”
Wen Qiao pressed her lips tightly, not speaking imdiately.
She felt she had beco numb with despair, as if drowning in the deep sea without even a piece of driftwood to hold on.
Her gaze unfocused, she looked at the helicopter approaching from behind in the air.
But she knew that, given her and his past escape experiences, Gu Annan’s people might not necessarily catch up.
“Are you waiting for soone to save you, Qiao?” That terrifying voice rang out again, “They aren’t the good people you think they are. How could good people use your innocent life as bait? Why can’t you see it? He abandoned you long ago. If it weren’t for , no one would want you now.”
Wen Qiao bit her lower lip until it turned pale, but she remained silent.
Before him, her timidity, fear, and lack of self had beco deeply ingrained habits.
“To them, you’re just useful.” The cold voice carried a bone-chilling frostiness, “Luckily, you still returned to where you belong.”
“If I didn’t want you, you couldn’t survive in this world.”
“Cesar.” Wen Qiao’s face grew paler, each of his words reminding her to return to this ntal hell.
She had to be brave for once, even if it was the last ti.
Cesar suddenly shuddered.
His expression remained calm to the point of indifference as he slowly turned his head.
His ocean-deep eyes looked at her, a complex gleam in them.
She insisted on calling him brother, no matter how many tis he forbade it.
For the first ti, she proactively called his na.
Wen Qiao slowly raised her head, eting his gaze.
“Thank you for sending people to find .” Her lips trembled as she t his eyes, “But I don’t want to live like this.”
As she spoke, she took advantage of his montary distraction and the loud helicopter blades, opening the helicopter’s side door.
“Goodbye.”
As her words fell, Wen Qiao saw his expression shift from shock to horror, then leaned back and jumped out.
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