Semua Bab Easy, Mr. Bigshot: Bab 311 - Bab 320

I looked out the window, contemplating jumping out of the moving car to escape. But the car was going too fast. I’d probably die earlier if I jumped out rather than staying put. And even if I survived, the baby in my womb wouldn't. I had to think of a foolproof plan.The driver, absorbed in his driving, didn’t seem to anticipate any attempt from me. Out of sheer desperation, I lunged and grabbed the steering wheel, hoping the sudden action would cause him to instinctively hit the brakes. The car veered alarmingly, almost crashing into nearby boulders.The driver desperately tried to shove me back into the back seat, yelling, "What the fuck is wrong with you?! Are you trying to kill us both?!"Despite the car's dangerous swerve, my urge to escape grew stronger. He was strong but driven by a will to survive, I stubbornly held onto the steering wheel, jerking it left and right. Finally, he grudgingly pressed the brakes. As the car lurched forward, I braced myself to protect myself and

I inhaled deeply, fighting to suppress the storm of emotions raging within me. Keeping my composure was crucial, not just for me, but also for my child's safety."Anna, you're a wealthy heiress blessed with charm and beauty. Countless men would cherish you, so why obsess over Jethro? Especially when he doesn't feel the same about you?" My voice was steady despite the anxiety bubbling inside me. I knew that aggravating Anna's volatile temper would escalate my peril."Many men may like me, but none of them mean anything to me. It's Jethro that I want. Why can't he see my worth? Why does he pick someone as worthless as you over me? How are you better than me?" Anna's eyes blazed with resentment and jealousy.My words seemed to have diverted her attention, and I internally sighed in relief."Love is about mutual feelings. Some things can't be forced. Don't make a mistake you'll regret, Anna." Despite my disdain for her, a part of me empathized with her plight. Raised in luxury, the sti

"I’ll make everyone who hurt you pay." Jethro clenched his fists so tightly that they creaked ominously. The chill in his eyes grew as he glared at the men around him.My trust in Jethro had always been profound, so despite the numerous adversaries he was facing, his confident demeanor dispelled my fears. I believed there was nothing in this world he couldn’t handle."You’ve got some nerve, brat. I let my guard down earlier, but now I’m going to teach you a lesson," the leader snarled."I can't wait to see you try," Jethro retorted, his posture unwavering, his gaze like steel. "You’ll pay a painful price for hurting my woman."The leader probably hadn’t expected Jethro to talk back despite the odds. Frustrated, he ordered his gang, "What are you waiting for? Get him! I want him beaten beyond recognition!"As the men rushed Jethro, a wave of worry washed over me. Facing multiple attackers, would Jethro truly emerge unscathed?Meanwhile, Anna hid in a corner as she watched the gang

The man's agonized screams filled the air. Witnessing this gruesome scene made my heart tremble, and I struggled to stand. Never before had I seen such a fierce fight, let alone Jethro's ruthless side. I felt unnerved from watching the man howl in pain.My face turned pale. Any ordinary woman witnessing such a bloody scene would be terrified, and I was no exception. Mason, noticing my distress, quickly came to my side and shielded my eyes with his hand."Don't look," he said gently, trying to spare me from further trauma.But it was too late. I had seen everything.I stood motionless, unable to utter a word, overwhelmed by the shock of what I had just witnessed.After releasing the man, Jethro walked over to me. By then, I had moved Mason's hand away. Noticing the cut on my neck, Jethro's expression softened with concern, the coldness from earlier completely gone."Are you hurt?" His voice, though raspy, was unexpectedly gentle.His earlier aggression was a stark contrast to the

In that critical moment, I truly understood my significance to Jethro. Clinging to his neck, a profound sense of gratitude engulfed me. This ordeal solidified my belief that being with him for life was worth every hurdle I had to jump across.Mason trailed behind us, his gaze dimming as he saw me happily nestled in Jethro's embrace. I was aware of his disappointment, but my entire being was devoted to Jethro at that moment.Anna stood there, pale and silent. Jethro had left her fate unspoken, but given his character, he surely would not easily forgive her. She had crossed his bottom line this time.In the car, Jethro’s arm continued to bleed profusely. Seeing his injury made me wish I could take on the pain in his stead. His sacrifice to save me hurt more than my wounds.Mason, on the other hand, followed us to the hospital in his own car.As the doctor cut away Jethro's clothing to assess his injury, the severity of his wound became apparent. It was a deep cut about ten centimete