Falling For The Biker のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 171 - チャプター 180

Sierra’s POV“What did you two find out?” I asked Jackson.He returned a few minutes ago and has stayed silent, slumped on the couch. His silence only made me uncomfortable. “There was another car similar to the one Vance drove out of the village with identical plates. We checked, and his prints were on the car,” he finally said, and my heart skipped a beat.“But… but he was gone at that time?” I muttered more to myself than to anyone else.“I know, but we aren’t sure if he was truly behind this. There is a possibility that someone out there is trying to get him to take the blame for it, knowing how much we didn’t trust him,” he said.There was a small possibility of that happening. Without a word, I got off the couch and headed upstairs. Fortunately, no one joined me. The moon was slowly peaking out, telling me the day was close to coming to an end with my son far from home.I knew it could be seen as wrong to still suspect him of doing this, but I couldn’t shake it off. “I could sel

Sierra’s POVMy grip on the steering was tight, my knuckles turning white. My eyes flicked from the side mirrors to the road in front of me. I haven’t noticed anything to draw my attention, but my hairs were erect, heart pounding with my throat dry.I did not know whether our plan was working. I couldn’t call, scared that Vance was spying on my phone. I moved at an average pace. A part of me wanted to turn around and head back, but I didn’t know what was happening.I couldn’t ruin this. My son’s life was hanging on this. I could see the main road in the distance. If I cross that distance, I might be too far from my son —too far to stop his father from hurting him. My chest tightened at the thought that this might be what he wanted.A car overtook me before I could spot it. I slammed on the brakes, bringing the car to a screeching halt. I was too distracted, I didn’t notice the cars following me. I was surrounded on all sides, cars with tinted glasses.I gripped the steering wheel tigh

Sierra’s POVI struggled, but the person dragged me under the stairs before letting go. I spun around, breathing hard, chest rising and falling then relaxed. “Eve?” I said.She hummed, nodding. “What- what are you doing here?” I asked.“I joined Kayla here. She said most hotels were fully booked when she first arrived, so she had to crash here. I’ve been here since Saturday. My plan failed, but… why are you here? It’s not safe around here. I saw lots of men moving around. I don’t know if it’s a raid,” she said, looking out.I sighed. “It isn’t. It’s- it’s about Elvis,” I explained all that happened, and with each sentence her eyes grew wide.“What?!” she said, pulling me out. “Let’s go. We’ll find him.”“Did you see Vance?” I asked.She shook her head. “Unfortunately, even if I did, I wouldn’t know. I’ve been passed out drunk for days now. I was about to leave when I spotted you,” she said, eyes searching.I checked my phone. It’s been a while now, and I had not gotten any feedback fr

Sierra’s POV“Doctor, how is my grandson?” Dad asked.The doctor sighed. “We've done all we can. It rests on him now. If he doesn’t wake up in the next 24 hours, there is nothing more we can do.”I slumped into the chair. “What happened to him?” Arthur asked.“He was given a poisonous substance, and he had some injuries to his body and head. We can only hope he gets better,” the doctor said and walked off.“My son,” I muttered, oxygen hard to breathe in.“It’s okay, sweetie. Elvis would make it through, okay?” Mum comforted me.We walked into Elvis’ ward. He was hooked up to an oxygen mask, his head bandaged and many other parts of his body. He didn’t look any better, and it broke my heart.I took his hand, sniffling. “Elvis baby, wake up. Look at mommy. I’m right here. Please wake up,” I said, bringing his hand to my face.He didn’t react, and it felt as though my heart was being squeezed. “Please,” I begged.He remained unmoving. Everyone spoke to him, but there was no response. All

Arthur’s POV“Okay,” she simply said, lowering her head.She nodded for a moment then walked back into the hospital. My phone rang as I watched her leave. I didn’t take my eyes off her as I swiped my thumb on the screen and brought the phone to my ear.“Mr. Floyd, you didn’t respond to the message. Should I proceed with the arrangements?” Amelia asked.“No, things have changed. I’ll send you something different. Work with that,” I said, still staring at the lobby Sierra was no longer on.The call ended, and I rejoined Sierra back in the room. This time she avoided my gaze at every chance she got. I hadn’t had much to say to her after we found Elvis, especially after our unexpected breakup.I didn’t want it to be this way, but I had to go with it. It happened, and there was nothing I could do about it. I wanted to explain, but I’ll do that when everything is done.Jackson walked in with a bag of snacks. “Less busy with work now?” I asked.He handed out what he had. “Not my fault. I hav