The moment Stella saw Erin, she reacted first. She pushed Henry away and said, âYou need to go!â
Stella was afraid that Erin would harm Henry. She grabbed Henryâs arm and pushed him onto the speedboat. After all, Erin had a gun, and who knew if that lunatic would shoot Henry againâ¦
Henry didnât want to be a coward. He stood tall in front of Erin and tightly held Stellaâs hand in his palm.
Erinâs obscure gaze fell on their intertwined fingers. He used to not understand the uncomfortable feeling it represented, but now he knew all too well.
So, he had been jealous for a long time. If he had known earlier, would they not have reached this point todayâ¦.
Erin slowly moved his gaze away, past Henry, and onto Stellaâs pale face. âWe agreed on one month, and itâs only been one dayâ¦â
He used the gun in his hand to lift Stellaâs chin. âAre you so eager to leave me?â
Henry pulled Stella away and stood in front of her. âErin, donât bully women!â
tely disregarded Henry and heard his nagging voice. Only then did he move his gaze away from Stellaâs face and look at Henry. âDo you want me to deal with you?â
Erin raised the gun in his hand and hit Henryâs temple. With one punch, Henryâs body went limp.
Seeing Henry fall into the water, Stella hurriedly went to help him. Her anxious and panicked state was seen as ironic by Erin.
He also crouched down and grabbed Stellaâs hair, forcing her to look at him. âI just asked you a question, and you havenât answered me yet.â
Stella originally wanted to continue arguing with him, but seeing the unconscious Henry, anger surged within her. âYes, I canât wait to leave you. I donât want to be with you for even a second. You make me sick, so sick!â
The man crouching in the water gradually stiffened, and his blood ran cold. As the despair in his heart grew, he suddenly laughed coldly. âYou feel disgusted with me, but youâre happy with Henry, right?â
His malicious gaze slowly shifted to the man Stella was carefully holding in her arms. He had never felt such jealousy before, and it suddenly erupted from the depths of his heart, making him seem like a devil from hell.
Under the bright moonlight, amidst the surging waves, Erin grabbed Henry by the collar and lifted him directly from Stellaâs embrace. He then dragged Henry towards the deep sea.
Stella hurriedly followed, but the waves crashed down and the sand beneath her feet retreated. As she struggled to catch up, Erin had already thrown Henry into the sea.
Watching the rolling waves instantly swallow Henry, Stella was frightened. Without any hesitation, she jumped in as well.
Her actions undoubtedly stimulated Erin even more. He aimed the gun in his hand at Henry several times, but each time he saw the figure desperately trying to save him, he clenched his teeth and held backâ¦
In the end, this lunatic threw away the gun in his hand and jumped into the water. He pulled the exhausted Stella out and, seeing that she refused to let go of Henryâs clothes, Erin, despite his anger, freed up one hand and grabbed Henryâs collar. He then carried both of them backâ¦
At the moment they reached the shore, Erin collapsed tiredly on the beach, while Stella didnât even look at him once. She was only extremely worried and checked Henryâs body from head to toe.
Henry was lucky because being unconscious allowed his body to float. So he didnât choke on water, but being unconscious for a long time was also not good for a person.
When Stella pinched Henryâs acupoint, trying to wake him up, Erin grabbed her wrist. âAre you only worried about him?â
Stella scoffed coldly. âIâm not worried about him. Are you worried about him?â
Erinâs finger paused, and then he tightened his grip. âSince youâre so worried about him, you probably wouldnât mind if I make him suffer a little more, right?â
Stella, dripping wet, heard this and her already pale face became even more grim. âWhat are you going to do?!â
Erin didnât answer Stella. He just grabbed Henryâs collar again. and dragged him towards the mansion.
âErin, what are you planning to do?â
Stella hurriedly caught up and stopped Erin, grabbing his hand and begging him.
âIf youâre angry, take it out on me. Donât hurt him, Iâm begging youâ¦â
Looking at Stella, who was pleading for Henry but being cold towards him, Erin felt his bleeding heart sink even lowerâ¦
With a cold face and no expression, he shook off Stellaâs hand and then pulled Henry, quickly walking towards the living room and then up the stairs to the top floor.
Stella followed behind, afraid that Erin would kill Henry in a fit of anger. She didnât dare to breathe and could only anxiously follow him.