Chapter 825
Sheila looked at Kye in shock, calling out in surprise, “Kye?”
Due to reciting scriptures, her normally melodious voice was now dry and hoarse.
However, Sheila calling his name melted Kye’s heart.
Even if his furious mother discovered later and wanted to beat him up for helping her, he felt it was
worth it.
“I followed your instructions yesterday, sneaking into town and buying two packs of drugs. By now, Paul and John should be out cold from the drugs I gave them. You need to run! I gave them a heavy dose, so they won’t wake up until noon tomorrow. By that time, you’ll probably have escaped to town!
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Seeing his earnest and honest face, Sheila’s heart was filled with complex emotions.
“Your mom called me a bad woman and said I was horrible. Aren’t you afraid that if I run away and come back, I’ll seek revenge on your mom?”
Kye met her gaze and shook his head firmly.
“You’re so beautiful. You’ve endured such cruel abuse, yet you could still maintain such a clear gaze. I believe you’re an angel, not a demon.”
Sheila was stunned by his words.
Clear gaze?
It was all just a facade, a charade.
This guy was really foolish and completely beyond help.
She sighed and walked over, embracing Kye’s neck in a hug.
“Thank you. You’ve been the only one who treated me sincerely in my darkest hour. I’ll remember you!”
With her words, Kye felt content.
“Go. It’s raining now, and once it clears up, the rain will wash away your traces.”
“Okay, until we meet again!”
Sheila immediately turned to run.
Back in the hut, Paul, John, and Margaret were all sound asleep.
Only Margaret’s paralyzed husband continued to protest and curse incoherently.
The sound of rain falling from the eaves added an eerie atmosphere to the hut.
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As Sheila sprinted despite the pain in her knees, she followed Kye’s advice not to take the route she was brought in on the day she arrived.
That path was full of hills and valleys, exhausting and time–consuming.
Instead, she followed the river downstream to the neighboring village.
The road was flat and open, making it harder to track her once she reached the village.
She ran along the country lane, drenched in rain.
The farther she got from Margaret’s shed, the more excited she became.
The torment of the past few days had been a living hell worse than prison.
Now, she could finally escape from here, from Sheena’s clutches!
As she neared the river Kye had directed her to, she laughed excitedly.
The sound of the rain was like music to their air as if celebrating her imminent freedom!
“Sheena, I’ll be back to find you soon!” Sheila shouted to the sky.
However, just as she finished shouting, two figures suddenly sprang out behind her, yelling, “Stop!”
Sheila turned back in surprise.
Two men,
armed with guns, stood menacingly before her, their expressions hostile.
It was obvious that they knew her.
In Froania, very few people had access to guns unless they were military personnel. Were these men sent by Elliot to secretly monitor her?
Without hesitation, Sheila bolted forward, running for her life with all her might.
The men sent by Elliot chased after her, issuing threats, “Sheila, you can’t escape! Stop rebelling futilely. If you resist, we’ll shoot!”
Sheila kept running, refusing to look back.
Once again, she was engulfed in endless despair.
