Madam, Your Ex-Husband Is On Call

Chapter 255 The Situation Isn't Promising

Chapter 255 The Situation Isn't Promising

Just when Zachary grasped the long pole Jane had extended to him, Jane thrust it with all her strength, and the bar pierced into his chest.

Dark red blood instantly diffused into the sea.

Zachary looked at her in shock, his eyes filled with resentment and unwillingness.

The next moment, Jane let go of the pole, panicking and screaming, "Help, please..."

By the time the bodyguards arrived with others, Zachary had already disappeared.

All that remained was a dark red stain floating on the sea, the blood that had not yet dispersed. Everyone was stunned.

Jane's face turned pale. She covered her mouth while tears streamed down her cheeks.

"| let him grab the pole, but he insisted on pulling it forcefully and stabbed himself. Then, he just let go and went sinking down... What should we do? Quick, someone, help!"

One of the bodyguards, who happened to be the leader, wore a very uneasy look.

"The situation isn't promising. In fact, it's pretty dire. Let's send someone to find Zachary while | inform Mr. Patterson about what happened."

Zachary died in their custody, and there wasn't even a body left behind. The bodyguards had a tough time explaining this to Christian.

"I'll go with you," Jane said with reddened eyes. They returned to Christian's room. He remained unconscious. The doctor emerged with a solemn expression, accompanied by Emma.

"Mr. Patterson's condition is very critical. It seems he has been struck and has suffered a severe head injury. He needs to be taken to the hospital for immediate examination."

Emma responded anxiously, "But..."

Jane stepped forward and remarked, "We should heed the doctor's advice. Mr. Patterson's well-being is our top priority." Emma nodded.

The nearby bodyguards agreed that Christian's health was the top priority.

One of them said, "Ms. Emma Patterson, we'll get the return trip arranged immediately. We'll leave a team behind to search Zachary's body."

Emma's expression went ashen, and she looked up in disbelief.

"Zachary's body?"

She fixed her incredulous gaze on Jane, who had paled and lowered her head timidly. One of the nearby bodyguards chimed in.

"When Ms. Martinez went to see Zachary, he grabbed her and held her hostage. Later, he slipped and fell into the sea. It's not looking good."

Slipped and fell into the sea?

Emma's expression drained of blood at the unexpected news.

She couldn't quite describe the feeling.

She had been worried that if Zachary woke up, he might implicate her. But now, he was dead?

Emma felt a sudden rush of panic. Her body felt numb and icy. Adreadful, bone-chilling sensation washed over her.

Her breathing became labored, and she stared at Jane, who appeared fragile on the surface, and the fear in her heart grew stronger.

The person most concerned about Zachary revealing their secrets was Jane herself.

Jane had voluntarily sought Zachary out, so things couldn't be that simple.

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Emma and Jane were in this together, bound by the same fate.

Emma's eyes darted in panic for a few seconds, then she hurriedly nodded.

“Alright, go ahead with the arrangements. Let's return to the hospital as soon as possible." She didn't want to stay on this cruise ship any longer. It had already made her scared. That evening, the cruise ship returned to port.

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Jane remained by Christian's side, never leaving the hospital. As time passed, news about Anastasia's disappearance began to leak out.

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Christian's team had stopped searching because two days and nights had yielded no results.Property © 2024 N0(v)elDrama.Org.

Hope was dwindling, and it felt like searching for a needle in a haystack, a fruitless endeavor.