Exposing the Charade of Deep Affection (PDF)
Chapter 488

Chapter 488 Really Wanted to Drag Him Down to Hell with Me

Aside from his black suit, this man seemed to favor very bright colors for many things, flamboyantly.

The car door was open, so I directly pulled open the passenger seat and sat down.

He raised an eyebrow, hooked the corner of his lips, and then got into the car.

The fact that he could find this place was enough to prove that he hadn't been idle these days. Even if Walter didn't let me go, it probably wouldn't have mattered.

Being a villain was good, one could do anything and still get away with it. It was truly annoying.

"What are you thinking?" At the traffic light intersection, he stopped the car, glanced at me sideways, his thin lips slightly parted.

I turned to look at him, my smile not reaching my eyes, "I was wondering, how much do you like me, when will you get tired of me, and then give me and Walter a clean break?"

"Heh!" He chuckled lightly, his slender fingers resting on the steering wheel, tapping intermittently. The sound wasn't loud, but it was unpleasant. "So eager to die together, Tabatha, you really do care for him, what a pity..."

After a long drag, he started the car, with no intention of continuing the conversation.

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Hearing the well-meaning undertone in his words, I furrowed my brows, looking at him, "What's the pity?"

He turned his head and glanced at me, grinning, "It's a pity you can't die together. Honestly, I quite like River City, but the people here are too annoying. So, we have to go back earlier."

I frowned, feeling that his words were beating around the bush, implying something.

Suddenly, I had a bad feeling. Looking at him, I pursed my lips and said, "Ezra, make yourself clear."

Someone overtook on the roadside, he clicked his tongue, quite displeased. His patience for my questions was wearing thin, he said, "What's the rush? You'll know soon enough." Very quickly.

"Wuu wuu wuu..." Almost simultaneously, my phone rang.

I glanced at the caller ID. it was Stanley who called. Since the last time, he had never called me on his own initiative, unless there was something.

Without much thought, I answered the phone.

"Ms. Conner, something's happened!" Stanley's words, like a heavy hammer, struck hard at my heart. He said, "Ms. Conner, you need to brace yourself." "Mr. Hinton had an accident..."

His voice was too serious, serious enough to make people feel somewhat scared, even terrified.

I pursed my lips, wanting to ask in detail what had happened, when an

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urgent voice came from the other side, "The patient's condition is extremely critical, notify the family immediately."

The other end of the phone left only one sentence, "Ms. Conner, you better come over quickly, I'll send you the address."

Afterwards, it was completely hung up.

The question I wanted to ask was abruptly cut off.

Holding my phone, I didn't hesitate for a second, forcefully suppressing the panic in my heart, I told Ezra to stop the car. But it was as if he hadn't heard anything, he directly stepped on the gas pedal, heading in the opposite direction of the hospital.

I panicked, watching Ezra nearly go mad, "I told you to stop the car! Stop the car! Did you hear me?"

He snorted coldly, not even glancing at me, and continued to walk in the opposite direction. I became anxious, not caring that he was driving at the moment, and abruptly reached for the steering wheel, seeing me suddenly trying to grab the wheel.

He instinctively dodged, but because of this, the car inevitably crashed directly into the vehicle traveling in the same lane. At the same time, he controlled the steering wheel with one hand and pushed me away with the other.

I originally thought that if the car encountered an accident, he would stop. But I found out that this man was a lunatic. Ignoring the frantic honking from the cars behind, he just floored the accelerator, overtaking without caring whether it was a red light or not, and just charged straight ahead.

"Behold..." A truck was coming from the side. Due to the sudden braking, the wheels rubbed against the ground, producing a loud, piercing noise.

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Just a second ago, I even thought that Ezra and I would die under the truck that was crossing the green light intersection. We were so close to death.

Clutching my chest with the pounding heartbeat, I seemed to hear the truck driver's curses.

But Ezra still didn't stop the car, he continued to speed all the way.

I almost died. I didn't try to grab the steering wheel again, just regretting why it was just a little bit short. If only Ezra could have disappeared from this world forever. Even if it meant I would die with him, it seemed particularly worth it. Thinking of his death, I felt it was worth dragging him to the grave with me. Worth it!

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