The Billionaire's Drunken Bride のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 91 - チャプター 100

Chapter 91:As if the very night was making the realization more painful, the early onslaught of misfortunes had calmed to an eerie silence. James was there, on the back of an ambulance, a shock blanket enveloping his form, never taking his eyes off Lily and Ava as the EMTs worked on their injuries.Detective Rodriguez trotted up to him, his face grim. "Chloe is been taken to the hospital. The shot wasn't fatal... She'll live to see justice."James nodded, feeling numb. He should feel relieved, but the only sensation in his body was a deep, aching emptiness."And Louis?" he asked.Rodriguez shook his head. "Still no sign of him. We've got road blocks set up, but." He trailed off, leaving the unspoken possibility hanging in the air.James closed his eyes, feeling the weight of betrayal crushing down on him. Louis. The guy who did all of his leg work. His right-hand man. Or so he thought."Mr. Watson?" A voice, gentle, through his thoughts. He looked up to see a young officer. "Your wif

Chapter 93As white as the back of his hands became through the hue of the wheel itself, the black SUV on their tail continued to somehow inch closer and closer to them."James, what is going on?" Lily somehow forced out, her voice tight with fear."I don't know," James gritted out. "But I'm not stopping to find out."He floored it and the car surged forward. The mountain road weaved and curved ahead of them—every turn being a new obstacle.Ava squirmed in her seat. "Mamma? Why're we going so fast?"Lily smiled weakly at her daughter. "It's okay, sweetheart. Daddy is just. Well, he's practicing his race car driving. Why don't you look out the window and count the trees?"Ava yawned and turned toward the window to look out. Lily looked at James with worry clouding her eyes. "What are we gonna do?".James raised his eyes to the rearview mirror again and found it: the SUV behind them was still there and had responded to his turns and curves, imitating every move. "We gotta shake them. T

#Chapter 95: The world whizzed around James in a strobe light blur, cut-off voices, and paramedics busting around hard, sweating over Lily. They didn't look all that hopeful-not that James needed the distressed expressions to convey the message he'd already gotten loud and clear. This was not looking good. "Sir. "No," James mumbled, still feeling too stunned. "I can't leave her." "We're trying to help her," the paramedic told him firmly. "Please, just let us do our job." At last, James let them take Lily away. He stood in a complete state of helplessness, watching as they pulled his little daughter onto a stretcher and into an ambulance that had apparently been simply waiting for her. A policeman approached him. "Mr. Watson? I'm Officer Chen. Can you describe the events of tonight? James's eyes had already welled up, blurring. "Louis. He shot Lily. He ran into the woods. And Ava." Then clarity returned to his mind again. "Ava! She has to be out here somewhere. We have t

Chapter 97 It was a pretty sleepless night for James. He dozed in the chair beside Lily's bed, where nurses continued to come in from time to time to check on her. Ava was curled up on the cot in the corner, amazingly asleep—though she shouldn't have been sleeping so easily after the last nutty few days. James almost envied her for being able to sleep through all this. As the first light of dawn crawled through this or that hospital window, James sat there, wondering how fast their lives had changed. Just a week ago, their biggest problem was which preschool to put Ava in; now he was sitting in the hospital with his wife shot and stitched up and their whole world upside down. His phone buzzing snapped him out of the reverie. Rodriguez was on the other end. "Louis agreed to meet," Rodriguez whispered in a soft tone. "He'll be at the old warehouse in an hour. You sure you want to do this?" James rubbed his eyes, feeling tired. "No, but we don't have much choice. I'll be there." He

Chapter 99: The next morning, Rachel was at the hospital. A tide of awkward silence lapped over the ambiance in that hospital room as James' gaze shifted from Lily to the woman who had stated she was her sister, and suddenly his brain made the connection. Rachel did not speak but turned to the edge of the bed, tears now in her eyes. "I know this is all a bit much for you to process, Lily, I know you wanted me to go until you called me but... I can't. Honestly, all of this is true. We were separated as babies. This is what I have wanted to do all these years stand face to face with you." James put an arm around Lily's shoulders and turned to reassure her. "I think that is meant in an understatement way," he stated flatly on her behalf. "You have a load of answering to do." Rachel nodded and took a deep breath. "Long story. Our parents weren't good people. When I was five and Lily was just a baby, they split us up. I went to live with our aunt, and Lily was put into foster ca