Ex-husband’s Regret

"Really?" he asked.

I was furious enough. "Really, hurry up!"

Bob was so happy that he hurriedly helped me untie the twine with his hands and feet.

However, the moment I regained my freedom, a person rudely grabbed my arm from behind, and before I could even begin to resist, something cold was pressed against my temple.

Experience from watching a lot of war movies told me that it was the muzzle of a gun.

My body froze, not daring to move, and I allowed him to pull me

eup.

"Mr. Frost! If you make another move, I'll have no choice but to be shoot Mrs. Frost."

As soon as the person behind me opened his mouth, I could hear that it was the person with the hoarse voice.

At that moment, most of their people had already fallen, and it was obvious that Ryan and his men had the upper hand.

Ryan stopped moving and smiled coldly. "You shouldn't be stupid, as long as she suffered any injury, you all won't be able to walk out of this place."

The person with the hoarse voice hesitated for a moment, and then summoned his courage to say, "But I don't think Mr. Frost is going to let us go anyway."

You

kidnapped my wife, if I don't teach you a lesson, you won't know your place."

Ryan slowly and methodically straightened his shirt that was messed up from the fight and paced over.

There was a sense that everything was going as he planned.

As he approached step by step, the person with the hoarse voice's hand that was pinching the gun was shaking. "Don't come any closer!"

I couldn't help but start trembling as well, tears pouring out uncontrollably.

This kind of thing like a gun was not like any other sharp weapons, once his hand slips, it would take someone's life.

At that moment, even the boldest person will not be able to control their fear.

Ryan walked to a stop one meter away from us and stretched out his hand towards me. "Untie my wife and I'll clear Bob's debts."

"Seriously?" the person with the hoarse voice asked rhetorically while giving Harry, who had already been beaten up, a look meant and waited for instructions.

Harry was about to nod his head, a couple of cars suddenly arrived. They seemed to be the people on Harry's side, this suddenly gave him courage. "Mr. Frost, you injured so many of our brothers. I'm afraid that just paying back the debts..."

He didn't finish his sentence, Ryan took advantage of when the person with the hoarse voice was

listening to Harry, he quickly grabbed the hand that was holding the gun using one hand and then pulled me into his arms with the other. Bang!

The person with the hoarse voice, however, threw the gun away. Harry caught the gun and fired a shot behind me!NôvelDrama.Org owns © this.

Only, the expected pain didn't come.

After a moment of dizziness, I realized that Ryan had stood between me and the bullet!

"Ryan!" I roared hoarsely, reaching out to desperately touch his back, and at his shoulder blades, I felt a moist, warm mass!

It was blood.

"Mr. Frost!" Gary, who was guarding the back, rushed over, and supported Ryan as we headed out!

*Mr. Frost, Harry is one of my men. You should give me an explanation, right?"

At the door, a bald man led a row of men, blocking our way.

Ryan seemed to not notice the pain. He lifted his eyes to him, his voice was like ice. "Your men kidnapped my wife. Shouldn't you be the one giving me an explanation?"