Chapter 1199 Hannah'S Breakdown
Chapter 1199 Hannah'S Breakdown
Chapter 1199 Hannah's Breakdown
Manuel drove and took Hannah to the location that Doyle had sent her.
There was a run-down house over there. It had been abandoned for a long time. The Mount Northfield
range was an undeveloped area, and that dilapidated house appeared to be a temporary shelter set up
by hunters in the past.
Hannah was standing at the doorway.
"Doyle," Hannah called out to the door.
There was no response in the room.
Hannah glanced at Manuel, who nodded slightly. He then quickly approached the door, leaned against
the wall, and gestured for Hannah to push open the door.
Hannah walked over and calmly opened the door. As soon as it was opened, she saw a man standing
inside the dusty room. Because he was facing away from her, Hannah couldn't see his appearance.
But his back view was familiar to her.
However, Hannah did not pay attention to Doyle. She saw her parents, who were now bound and
gagged.
At the sight of Hannah, panic filled their eyes.
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As Hannah was about to walk over, Doyle began in an icy voice, "I wouldn't go over if I were you. Once
anyone touched the explosive, all of us will die here."
Hannah immediately stopped in her tracks when she saw a bomb between her parents, which were
tied to them.
"Doyle!" Hannah suppressed her anger.
When Manuel said they had to kill Doyle this time, she had one second of mercy. However, now, she
wished to shoot him herself.
"Are you angry?" Doyle turned around to face her.
Hannah was surprised to see Doyle's face. Doyle also seemed to be sizing up her appearance, which
was completely different from Besse's.
He laughed lightly and commented, "Do you look like this, Hannah? More beautiful than I thought."
"Doyle..." Hannah stared at him for a few seconds and asked, "How did you become like this?"
Doyle didn't look like whom she was familiar with. He had a different face. There was no trace of
foreign appearance on his face, he looked just like a normal Northfield person.
"How could I avoid Oscar to get in Northfield if I didn't become like this?" Doyle said with a wicked
expression.
That was why Oscar didn't find him.
"Are you satisfied with my appearance?" Doyle asked. "The surgeon who performed the surgery was
the one who did the plastic surgery for you. Look, without damaging your bones, he made you look like
another woman. Then, he could also make you look like you again."
"Doyle, don't you think everything you're doing now is absurd?" Hannah calmed down and asked him.
"Absurd?" Doyle sneered, "When you left me, did you ever think I would be so absurd?"
Hannah bit her lip.
"You should have thought about it, otherwise how could you be so guarded against me? Not only did
Oscar restrict me from entering Northfield, but my mother also watches me very closely. Fortunately,
Besse helped me and put a cover on me. So I managed to complete my facial surgery under my
mother's nose, and got a resident status of Northfield." Doyle smiled cruelly and continued, "Didn't
expect that the Besse would fulfil me, right? When a woman realizes a man doesn't love her or even
bring her disaster, she will compromise."
Hannah glared at him fiercely.
Doyle was crazier than she thought.
"Aren't you gonna ask me what I did to Besse?" Doyle raised his eyebrows.
"It has nothing to do with me."
"Hannah, you know what? I love your personality. You are both gentle and tough, without any
excessive sympathy. And your coldness and aloofness make me unable to resist."
"What do you want to do?"
Doyle walked up to her. Manuel stood directly in front of Hannah to block his way. A cold smile
appeared on Doyle's face.
"I won't allow you to bring Oscar here, and you brought Manuel instead. Hannah, you aren't very
obedient."
"What exactly are you trying to do?" Hannah's patience was running thin. She felt somewhat agitated at
the sight of the bomb with her parents. All the calmness being displayed at this moment was just a
facade. She had been suppressing her emotions since the first call, her fingers trembling. She was now
shivering all over out of control.
"I don't even know what I wanna do. Revenge? To get back at you for heartlessly abandoning me!"
"How do you want to retaliate against me?"
"What do you think?"
"I don't know! I don't know what crazy thing you're planning to do." Hannah roared, reaching her
breaking point with Doyle.
She didn't understand why Doyle would become a crazy man like this.
"I'm asking if you'll come back with me to Jolencami. Will you?" Doyle looked coldly at her breakdown,
his voice still indifferent.
"I'll go back with you. I'll go wherever you want me to go, I'll do whatever you want me to do! Can you
let my parents go? Let them go!"
"Hannah," Manuel called out to her since he noticed that she was losing control of her emotions.
Hannah was never anyone who easily broke down or couldn't handle setbacks. He couldn't believe
Doyle had pushed her to this point so quickly.
Hannah got her sanity back when she heard Manuel's voice. She was clear that she shouldn't act
impulsively. As long as they were still in Northfield, there should be hope.
But she failed to control her inner emotions at the thought of the death of her parents in her previous
life. She now doubted whether being reborn could change anything in her life. Was she doomed to lose
her parents and her life in the end?
Hannah was trying hard to keep composed, telling herself that she wouldn't repeat the same mistake.
"Have you calmed down?" Doyle asked Hannah, looking at her.
Hannah cooled down a bit in silence.
"You wouldn't be willing to go back to Jolencami with me," Doyle said with certainty.
"Since you're clear enough, why do you still make this request?"
"Perhaps, I want to give myself a glimmer of hope." Doyle sneered, "Hannah, I'm here to make you
regret it."
"Now I regret it." Hannah said with teary eyes, "I truly regret it. I shouldn't treat you like this. I regret
leaving you for my gain and then putting such a disaster on my parents. Doyle, you can retaliate
against me any way you want. I'll accept everything, even if you want me to die. Please, let my parents
go! They are innocent!"