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Just as she was trying to detonate the bomb, Armand rushed over and kicked the detonating device out of her hand. He squatted down and grabbed her by the neck, âGo to hell!â.
Phoebe didnât resist, but smiled creepily.
The gleam in Armandâs eyes dimmed. He realized that she must have had some backup plan since she dared to put herself in that dangerous state. Instead of strangling her to death, he slammed her head against a corner. With a loud thud, blood spurted from Phoebeâs forehead and she passed out on the spot.
Armand returned to Theresaâs side and tried to help her up. Theresa pushed him and said, âYou should go.â
Armand was caught off guard by the push and sat down on the floor. He looked at Theresa in astonishment, âYouâ¦â.
Theresa struggled to her feet on her own and looked up at him. âI donât need your false benevolence and donât touch me too. It makes me sick, it makes me want to puke.â
Armand knew that anything she said would be in vain. His actions and decisions had already hurt her deeply.
Before that, he wanted to tell her that, if anything happened to her, he would die along with her.
Now she had no other choice.
âIâm sorry, but youâre hurt now, so Iâm going to take you to the hospital.â Armand didnât care about her refusal and carried her in his arms. Then, he noticed something next to her waist. He lowered his head and saw a bomb strapped to her waist.
The numbers on the pump kept beeping. The time on the pumpâs timer was decreasing with each tick.
He lifted his head and met her lifeless gaze.
Theresaâs throat was very dry and her voice was hoarse, âIf you donât want to die, let go of me and leave right now.â
Armand lowered her to the deck. However, he did not leave. Instead, he went to examine the bomb, looking for a way to remove it. âI wonât let you die alone. Iâll accompany you.â
Theresa leaned weakly against the cold, dirty bulkhead, âDo you think Iâll forgive you if you say that? Armand, Iâll never forgive you in my life.â
Armand lowered his head and said, âI know.â
Theresa looked at his face under the messy hair and slowly closed her eyes. She never wanted to see that man again.
She could try to dismantle the bomb. She had no confidence though, but there was still a slim chance.
âDonât worry, I can definitelyâ¦â He raised his head and saw that Theresa had already closed her eyes and wasnât looking at him. He felt miserable in his heart, but he knew this was no time for sentimentality. The most important thing was to rescue her first.
He went out to look for tweezers. He looked all over the ship, but couldnât find it. He went back into the cabin, found a rusty toolbox in a narrow, out-of-the-way corner and opened it with an iron pole. Needless to say, this toolbox was hardly used, and it was stained with seawater all the time, so the iron skin of the toolbox was all covered with rust. Luckily, the tools inside were fairly complete. He grabbed the pair of pliers and ran over to Theresa. âI found the pliers.â
At that moment, he discovered that Theresa was already very weakened. She didnât even have the strength to open her eyelids, she looked like a wilted flower that had lost all its former vigor. Armand was entranced, thinking about what would happen to her if she really died here.
At that moment, he felt a stabbing pain as if countless needles were stabbing at the same time into his heart.
He caressed her face and made a decision in his heart. If they got out of here alive, he was to confess to her and redeem his sins. He would do absolutely anything to get her forgiveness.
He looked at the four wires of the bomb. His hand holding the clamps trembled uncontrollably because his decision meant life and death for both of them.
However, the timer kept decreasing by the second, and the time of detonation was also approaching. He had no time to spare to think about which wire to cut, and sweat was pouring down his forehead.
He gritted his teeth and chose the red wire. He closed his eyes, held the pliers in his hands and cut the wire decisively. With a snap, the red wire snapped in half.
However, the timer was still running. Armand was totally anxious at this point.
âGo away now and leave me alone.â Theresaâs faint voice sounded like a gnat, but Armand could still hear it. He didnât know why, but hearing her asking him to leave made his heart ache as if he couldnât breathe.
He had never been so afraid of losing someone. And now, he was terribly terrified of losing her.
âIâm not going to leave. Iâve told you before that, if youâre going to die, Iâm going to die along with you.â Armand clenched his hands and cut another wire on the bombâs timer. However, it did not explode. Instead, the timer stopped for a few moments and then suddenly accelerated rapidly. It looked like the bomb was going to explode at any moment, so Armand could only hug Theresa tightly.
Theresaâs heart was cold. At that moment, even though she was embraced by a warm body, her heart was still cold.
Armand said hoarsely, âIâm sorry, Iâm so sorryâ¦â
He was sorry that he had hurt her feelings. He was sorry that she had been hurt because of him, and that she was going to die soon, all because of him.
The word âsorryâ sounded pale and worthless.
At that moment, Phoebe slowly woke up. She saw Armand and Theresa embracing, then she felt deeply jealous of them. That manâs tenderness and love had once belonged only to her. But now, it belonged to another woman. Phoebeâs heart filled with an overwhelming sense of loss and resentment.
She crawled with difficulty and tried to reach for the detonating device. She wanted to set off the bomb and blow up the ship, killing Armand and Theresa.
Theresa realized Phoebeâs intention. She grabbed Armandâs neck and said, âGet me out.â
Armand complied.
The sea wind on the deck wheezed, bringing with it the saltiness of the sea. The pump in Theresaâs body was on its last legs. Armand said, âIn my next life, I will definitely find you first. And by then, I will treat you better, with all my heart.â
Theresa looked up at him with her misty eyes and curved the corner of her lips. If there was a next life, she wished she would never meet Armand again. Meeting him in this life was her calamity, and she didnât want to go through it again.
In the next life, it was better not to meet.
Just as the bomb was about to explode, Theresa summoned all the strength she had left in her body and pushed Armand off the deck.
After a diving sound, Armand dropped into the sea.
Among the waters of the sea, Armand saw Theresa standing on the deck. She was as calm as if she was not facing death at that moment, but was released from everything.
She wanted to die.
Boom!
The shipâs cabin exploded. Fire burned toward the heavens, and Theresaâs figure was covered in heavy ash and flames.
âNo!â Armand opened his mouth and was swept away by the sea water. The sea water was burning everywhere, and the wreckage of the ship was floating everywhere. Floating fire lights were scattered across the surface of the sea.
Armand swam hard towards the wreckage, trying to look for Theresa.
In the boundless sea, apart from the wreckage floating on the surface of the sea, no other living soul was to be seen.
âTheresa!â
Armand randomly grabbed a floating object and looked for Theresaâs on the surface of the sea.
At that moment, another boat arrived. It was Cody.
He traced Phoebeâs phone signal to this location. By this time, City B was already in turmoil. Phoebe posted the video of Codyâs wife being stripped on the Internet, which caused quite a stir. And now, the Day Family was embarrassed, causing their stock price to drop as well. Cody was enraged.
He came to seek revenge with Phoebe, but who knew he saw a big explosion here.
âI think I saw someone over there!â
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