Prince's Substitute Bride Is A Double-face novel Chapter 106

'Damn Murphy, why haven't you come yet? If something happens to James, you'll be dead for sure!'

Emily dragged her sleepy body along the road, and it began to rain again, drenching her thin body.

Her wrist hurt, and she was worried that something might happen to James. She had to go back as soon as possible.

Damn it! Why was there no signal on the phone? It was like a piece of scrap metal.

Boom! Boom! Boom! A loud thunder struck down, which scared Emily to cover her ears in a hurry. She squatted on the roadside like a helpless kitten.

"Sorry, the number you dialed is not in the service area. Please redial later." Justin called her again and again.

It was raining again. Where did she go? She often forgot to take an umbrella before and needed him to remind her.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and he was more and more worried.

"Damn it! Why am I forced to come to this damned place?"

No one answered her.

Even the passing cars were speeding away, unwilling to stop to help her.

The rain fell on her hair and body, making her in a mess.

"Ah! No!" She slipped and missed a step and slid down a hill covered with grass from the roadside.

The mud and grass all over her body, and a few inserted into her hair, looked embarrassed and ridiculous.

Damn it!

'James, I'm so tired. I can't climb back to save you.'

Lying on the hillside, she didn't want to move at all. God loves joking.

It was not easy for her to have a date with that guy and watch a movie with him. God doesn't want them to be together.

Emily smiled bitterly. She was just a spirit possession that had been out of bad luck for eight lifetimes.

So sleepy. Her eyes began to be blurred.

The cool rain water fell on her body and bathed her.

"Young master, Miss Shirley is here." The searching signal was cut off in the heavy rain. Finally, they found Emily who was rolling down a hill.

"Damn it!" Seeing the fragile girl rolling down the slope, Jackson rushed to her and held her up.

"Are you okay? Girl? Wake up. "

He patted her face nervously and asked.

In a daze, Emily regained some consciousness.

"Jack, go and help James. He is being chased by a group of bad guys!" Said Emily in a soft voice, lying helplessly in his arms.

"Okay, I'll send someone to look for him. Close your eyes and have a good rest." Jackson held her in his arms, and the bodyguards held umbrellas beside them to prevent them from getting wet in the rain.

In the end, Emily fell asleep unconsciously.

"Who shot her?" Jackson asked seriously. He had told them that no one could hurt her, but why was she so weak curling up in his arms now?

"No, young master. How dare we?" Several subordinates answered honestly, trembling.

"Go and support them. Make sure to get rid of James."

At this moment, the face of Jackson was full of bloodthirsty and terrible evil spirit. Another huge thunder rolled down.

Setting off the dark sky, he gently put her in the car and started the car to take her back.

"Who on earth sent you here?" James stopped the car. He had come to the end of the road, and in front of him was the cliff.

He simply got out of the car in heavy rain to deal with these people.

Guns were pointed at his head one after another.

His handsome face was still so charming in the rain.

His red eyes were burning with fire.

"James, today is your last day. You don't need to know so much. Shoot! "

"It depends on whether you have the ability or not." With a spin of his legs, James slapped the men in black around him, and each of them was rewarded with a kick.

After kicking off several guns, he rolled in front of them as fast as he could and picked up two.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The sound of the bullet pierced through the flesh and blood, mixed with the rain, and the blood flowed into a river.

"What? Jim was being chased?" Hearing the news, Charles immediately stood up from the sofa.

How could such a thing happen on a quiet weekend?

"Does His Highness has any other bodyguards with him?" Henry asked worriedly.

"Mr. Henry, young master only took Miss Shirley and me to the cinema, so he didn't bring any bodyguards with him. I stopped a group of people first, but I didn't expect that there was another group of people who seemed to have blocked our search signal. I couldn't find them at all." Murphy looked very anxious. More than half an hour had passed.

If the young master had been out of danger, he would have taken Miss Shirley home long ago. But now the situation was not good.

"Why didn't you inform us earlier? Harry, let's split up and take a group of people to look for them in different directions."

"Okay, Murphy, go and inform His Majesty that this matter cannot be underestimated. If someone dares to attack His Highness and despise the royal family, His Majesty will not spare them." Henry ordered.

"Okay, let's split up and take action separately."

They formed a huge net and surrounded James. The black light of various colors was injected into his heart.

He was lifted up by a huge force.

He was hit hard again and fell to the ground, with all his organs broken.

He spat out blood.

His handsome eyebrows twisted. It was so painful that he didn't want to open his eyes. The bean sized rain drops sprinkled on his face.

It was so comfortable. Was he going to die?

His Highness, who had been proud all his life, was forced to this point.

How long had the culprit plotted? How could he be put on the dead end?

Well, if he could still be alive, he must go back and hold the kitten tightly. He should have fell in love with her earlier. He should have made her fall in love with him as soon as possible. He should have cherished every moment with her.

"James, we will send you to hell together." Everyone worked together and a beam of light as thick as a stone pillar came crashing down.

James struggled to jump off the cliff.

When the black light hit the cliff, the flying stones were broken into pieces.

On the second day, when Emily woke up in a daze, she found that her hand was wrapped with a gauze, and the sprained part seemed to have been applied with medicine.

She was on a soft bed in a room with simple decorations. She seemed to have been here before.

Until she saw clearly the person coming in from the door.

"Jack, it's you." She finally remembered that this was Jackson's room. She had been here once, and he had saved her last time.

"Yes, it's me. If my subordinates hadn't seen you when they suddenly passed by that road, I'm afraid you would still have fainted under that hillside." Jackson sat on the edge of the bed, with a glass of water and a few pills in his hands.

"You saved me again. What about James? Did you see him?" Emily asked nervously.

"I didn't see James. I only saw you when I passed by."

Jackson pretended not to know and asked suspiciously. He was extremely calm and there was no flaw on his face.

"What? Didn't you see him? " Emily sighed in her heart. It must be the second day today. She had slept for so long. She must know whether James was out of danger later.

She threw back the covers and was about to get out of the bed.

"Why do you get out of the bed? Lie down quickly. If you catch a cold again, you'll have pneumonia. Take these pills first." Jackson took her back to the bed. He tried his best to persuade her.

"No, I want to know if James has gone home. Now I have to go back to the royal family."

Emily stood up again stubbornly.

Jackson sighed in his heart. He couldn't keep her here any longer. Since she wanted to know the truth, he would let her know it by herself.