Chapter 1158

Tommy looked at Charlotte crying with pearly tears, and he felt so bad

suddenly.

More than that, he was heartbroken. He had always had respect and

good feelings for her, too.

"Of course I want to help you escape, Miss Charlotte. I've been thinking

about this these days. But ..."

He was hesitant. It was too risky. In front of the Heath residence, there

were always Mr. Robertson's men patroling back and forth, and Eugene

also came to check from time to time. Even if they evaded the guards

at the Heath residence, the situation outside was unclear, and he was

not clear about the Military Staff House, so how should they escape?

“You help me." Charlotte licked her dry, cracked lips, her eyes shining

with the hope of survival.

"As you can see, I can't recover from the miscarriage, and now I have a

pneumonia infection, so I can barely sleep with the coughing every day,

and my stomach hurts too much."

She reached out from the top of the coffee table, brought some

painkillers, poured out a few, and lumped them into her mouths.

When he saw this, Tommy hurriedly brought her a glass of water.

She tilted her head, swallowed the pill and drained the water in one

gulp.

"Almost all of the medicine stocked at home is gone, and there are no

anti-inflammatory antibiotics, and the cough drops are gone. I am now

in pain every day, all relying on painkillers.” She looked at him

begrudgingly, "My mother used to be so good to you, can you really

bear to see me tortured to death by Otis?"

Tommy struggled internally, "Miss Charlotte, of course I wish you well. I

am also willing to help you. I am even willing to escape with you. But,

it's really too dangerous, and I do not dare to rash. I am afraid that after

the failure, you will suffer even more."

"Could it be any worse than now?" Charlotte's eyes were swollen like

walnuts, her face as pale as paper, her lips without a trace of blood,

"Right now, I'm as good as dead."

Tommy frowned deeply, and in a few moments, he seemed to make up

his mind.

She was right, and he had seen what Otis could do.

If the end was the same, it was better to try. At least they would not

have regrets.

"Miss Charlotte, if we can get out without any problems, we still need to

travel a few kilometers, you ..." Tommy looked at Charlotte's legs

worriedly, “Can you walk ?"

In fact, he had a method, but it was very difficult. Charlotte is

bedridden, and he dared not even think about it.

"I can." Charlotte propped herself up on the coffee table and stood up,

taking a few steps inside the room.

"When you are not here, I get out of bed and pour water and go to the

kitchen to find food by myself. If I have the painkillers, I can last a long

time. As long as I have painkillers, I can hold out. Believe me. Just now

I fell off the bed because the effect of the painkillers had gone. I wanted

to save my medication and didn't dare to take more. After all, there

wasn't much of it."

Her face showed an unusual determination.

“It's not too late. Let's escape tonight, okay? I think it's raining outside

now, and it's easy to hide. Maybe it's an opportunity. Really, I can't stay

for a moment. Otis could come back and kill me at any time, and I'm

worse than dead right now."

"Miss Charlotte, it's still early. We'll leave in the early morning, so you

can rest for a while and get refreshed. I'll go out again and check the

route, and do some preparations and bring some food back. You wait

for me." Tommy looked serious, and his eyebrows wrinkled.

He went out of his way. He grew up in the military, and Cecelia had

always treated him like a son.

He was later assigned to Charlotte, who took care of him.

Now that Cecelia's daughter was in trouble, and Otis was extremely

cruel, he had to save Charlotte from it even at the risk of his life.