Chapter 153
Arielle Moore and Vinson Nightshire
Obsessed CEO Throws Himself at Me Chapter 153 Unable to hak at it any , Carter kishi strength in his leo. His face turned palete all to his knus beside Arielle Tâs not your fault⦠Itâs mine. The others deliberately blocked my way, but I shouldâve ignored them and rushed here direcily. Right froini the start I shouldnât have gone to the seaside to i bring ihat dude back⦠His death is all my fault!â
mumbled Carter, It was unclear if he was talking to Arielle, or to himself.
He punched the ground repeatedly, causing his knuckles to start bleeding, When Arielle saw that, she imrnedpulled Carierâs hand and urged. âAre y out of your mind? If you continue punch youâll cripple your hand!â
*Let go of mel fit telomes crippled, so be it! killed him, so I n o repay him with my own Anelle refused to release her grip.
At that moment, the woman who had been kicking up a fuss earlier rushed over and slapped Arielle She was caught off quard, her cheek burned due to the pain However, the second slap soon came.
Anelle nibconsChy wanted to grab the womanâs hand, but none intervene blocher and grabbed the hand. A koud crack sounded the WOT CE out in pain.
âArgh. My hand! It dislocated!â
When Arelle glanced at the person, she sawa chigeled face that was covered in black ash.
Yet, she could not tear her gaze way from his brooding eyes and intimidating aura.
âVin_ Vinsonâ¦â Arielle uitered his name in disbelief.
Carter was so elated that he burst inta e. 3. You darnimed jerk! I knew that you want to easily!
*POMOAQU As Vinson gazed at both of the an amused look appeared in his eyes.
Arielleâs tears gushed out again.
She slapped a hand over her mouth, prventing herself from crying out loud.
Heâs not dead! Vinsonâs not dead! He didnât go back on his words. He isnt a Mar!
As if he could read her mind, Vinson smirked and said, âDidnât I promise you? I wonât die here without your permission.â
The hint of amusement in his eyes caused her heartbeat to quicken ni limone. âBelurn imy santo nel Why did THE VEHelse but IT soh? Heturn him to tem!â
Anelle glanced at the woman. Alihough she tried to stay G , she still felt extremely uket. I fell as if someone had splashed her with a bucket af cold water It did not feel good to be scolded after doing something good.
It felt like someone was piercing her heartâ1 lalal, but intolerably painful.
She bit her lips and lowered her head.
rldCOL The amused look disappeared Lou Vinsonâs eyes and was replaced by an icy coughnt.
Even his expression tumed colder.
Glancing at the women, he said in a frosty tone, âLooks like I was harsh enough, huh?
âJust beat me to death! Kill me, and Iâll still take revenge on you even in hell! You made my son die inside! All of you deserve to die too!â
Losing his patience, Vinson stretched out his arm to choke her.
Suddenly, a childâlike voice sounded, âMom⦠Stop scolding them!â
Surmised the war immediately lohiked in the direction at the voice. Her disheeledâkicking son walked out from behind the firefighters.
She wided her cyes, her gaze brimming with renewed Pape