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“If neither of you puts down your guns right now, I swear I’ll sever all ties with both of you!” Jane finally threatened, hoping that this would bring them to their senses.
However, the men were too entrenched in their anger, so much so that they entirely ignored her ultimatum.
“Drake, are you willing to gamble with me?” Charles’s voice was icy with defiance.
Drake, nonchalant, raised an eyebrow. “Why wouldn’t I?”
“Good. I’ll count to three. We’ll both shoot and dodge. Whoever avoids getting hit takes Jane and leaves,” Charles declared.
Without any hesitation, Drake accepted.
Watching their reckless exchange, Jane’s fury escalated. She turned a fierce glare onto them. “Neither of you is taking me seriously, are you? You think I won’t just leave right now and make sure neither of you ever finds me again?”
As she moved to walk away, two gunshots rang out simultaneously.
Alarmed, Jane didn’t look back but sprinted toward Drake.
Charles watched as Jane dashed towards Drake, his face falling. A sense of despair washed over him.
Reaching Drake’s side, Jane saw him clutching his bleeding arm, his face contorted with pain. She immediately reached out to support him. “Drake, are you alright?”
Seeing the worry in her eyes, Drake managed a small smile. Despite everything, she still cared about him.
Charles slowly approached them, his gaze heavy with mixed emotions. After a moment, he asked in a barely audible whisper, “Why didn’t your gun have bullets?”
Drake’s gaze slowly lifted and fell on Charles. He hesitated for a moment before replying, “I didn’t want to end up in jail.”
As he said this, he dropped the gun to the ground. Charles finally realized that Drake had been holding a fake gun all along.
At that moment, they heard the distant wailing of police sirens. They were closing in.
Hearing the sirens, realization dawned on Charles. A bitter smile crossed his face. He felt both hopeless and resigned.
“You win,” he conceded. He then turned his gaze to Jane, his eyes full of regret and sorrow.
“Jane, thank you for once saving me. I guess meeting you in the first place was my mistake. Your should never have pulled me out of the abyss. If you hadn’t, maybe I wouldn’t be standing at the edge of an even deeper one right now.”
Charles’s dejected smile moved Jane slightly. She might not have liked him, but she had never intended for him to end up in jail.
However, the situation made it clear there was no escaping for Charles, and all of this was part of
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“Charles, thank you for your affection, but love can’t be forced,” Jane could only reply.
Hearing her words, Charles smiled sadly, slowly raising the gun in his hand. Jane gasped in surprise, and in the next instant, Drake moved to shield her.
Fear gripped Jane at the thought that Charles might pull the trigger again. Zachary shared the same sentiment and instinctively put himself between Jane and Charles.
They braced themselves, but despite the echoing gunshot, they felt no pain. Instead, Charles’s figure slowly collapsed to the ground.
Jane broke free from Zachary’s hold and rushed to Charles, now lying on the ground with blood trickling from his mouth. His once gentle and refined features were now a mask of despair and disdain.
“Why did you do this, Charles?” Jane asked, bewildered.
“So you’ll always remember me,” Charles whispered.
His words filled Jane with sorrow.
“Charles, hold on, I’ll get you to a hospital right away.” Jane was relieved to see Charles had shot himself in the chest, not the head. It could have been so much worse.
But as Jane struggled to help Charles, the police arrived. Drake pulled her away, insisting, “He won’t die. The police will handle everything.”
He led Jane into the car and locked the doors, ignoring her attempts to exit. From the car window, she watched Drake negotiate with the police before he drove away with her.
“Drake, how could you leave him there alone? He’s hurt, don’t you see?” Jane was incensed.
Hearing her words, jealousy flared in Drake. He shot her a stern look, retorting, “I’m hurt too. Didn’t you notice?”
“But he’s seriously injured!” Jane shot back.
“So what if he’s seriously injured? He did this to himself. I didn’t hurt him. Besides, if he really wanted to die, he would have shot himself in the head, not elsewhere.”
“He did it to make you feel guilty, to make you care. If you stay, you’re just playing into his hands,” Drake stated coldly.
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Jane wanted to argue, but as she thought back to her time with Charles his prior pretense and his subsequent madness – she couldn’t find the words.
Drake’s argument made sense, but it still didn’t sit right with her to leave Charles there.
Luckily, Charles didn’t die. The police got him to a hospital, and he was treated in time to save his life.
“Now, what about the poison in my body?” Jane asked Drake.
She hadn’t found the antidote, and if the poison progressed, it could be fatal. She wasn’t ready to die with a promising career and a child to love.
“Don’t worry. Remember the woman Charles set up?” Zachary responded dismissively.
But when they returned to Maplewood Mansion, they discovered Mary had escaped. Zachary’s face
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darkened with anger.
He had thought the drug he’d slipped her would keep her unconscious for a while longer, but it seemed to have worn off too soon.
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