Love's perfect match novel (Elspeth and Callum)
Chapter 511

Chapter 511 Do Not Hurt Him

The rain was heavy, forming numerous puddles on the ground. Arthur crouched and held Callum's chin. Trickles of rain trailed down Callum's cheek, drenching his shirt. "Look at you, Callum. You look so pitiful that even I start to feel sorry for you." Though, his words and actions didn't match at all as he tightened his grip.

"What do you want? Just spit it out." Callum broke free of his grasp and stared at Arthur without fear.

"Still stubborn as ever. I might just kill you, you know." Arthur whipped a knife out and smacked it against Callum's cheeks. His movement was slow and elegant. It was as if he was holding a handkerchief rather than wielding a dangerous weapon.

"I don't care." Callum was looking at him, but not really. Most of his attention was on Elspeth.

The woman was in the car, draped in Arthur's coat. There was love and pain in her eyes.

"I expected nothing less. Well, if that's what you want, then you shall die." Arthur pressed the knife against Callum's throat.

"Hold it. You promised you'd let him live."

Arthur stopped pressing his knife deeper. He turned around, his eyes filled with annoyance. "I did promise you, but if you plead for him, I might just snap."

The woman shook her head and pursed her lips. "You won't. You hold up your promises. You won't go back on your words. You don't want to disappoint me, do you?"

Arthur smiled lovingly. Ah, she's so smart. Using my weakness against me. He cared about his image whenever it came to Elspeth. He knew the type of men she liked, so he had been trying to become that kind of man. The reason he created Bluestone Corp was partly because of Elspeth's love for Callum, but Arthur wouldn't tell her that. "Very well. Since you have spoken, then he shall live." He let go of his knife Elspeth heaved a sigh of relief. He's fine now. She took the coat off and held the door with one hand while handing the coat to Arthur with the other. "You should cover him with this."

Arthur's smile froze. "I told you I don't like it that you care about him."

"That's not what I mean. Just look at him. I'm only worried he might die at this rate. And all hell will break loose," she said calmly. Arthur couldn't refute that.

He reluctantly took the coat and tossed it on Callum. No point wasting more time here. He put one hand in his pocket and pointed at Callum with the other. "Now, tell him what we agreed on. Then, we can go home."

Elspeth's heart skipped a beat. He wants me to tell him that? I hope Callum won't get angry.

"If you refuse, I might have to rethink our deal."

Ugh, fine. Elspeth said, "I've agreed to be with Arthur. Let's break up."

However, Callum said nothing to that. Arthur got annoyed seeing him so calm. He kicked Callum, complaining, "Hey, she's talking to you."

Arthur wanted to see Callum fall into despair. He hated how calm Callum could be, no matter the situation. The angrier Callum was, the happier Arthur would be. It would feel like he was finally winning. Callum ignored Arthur. "I know you have your reasons."

"No. That's the truth," Elspeth responded, but there was love in her eyes.

Callum got the message. He wouldn't believe a word of this, so he remained silent. That'll annoy Arthur.

"Alright, now that it's done, can we go home now?"

Arthur was annoyed, but at least he got what he wanted. He swung his arm, and someone came ahead. "Toss him in the trunk, and let's leave this place."

The trunk? Elspeth's eyes went wide with fury. "He's an adult man. You can't just stick him in the trunk." It's raining, so the air is really stuffy. If Callum dies in the trunk, I'll kill you. "Alright, calm down. He can take the back seat." Arthur didn't want Elspeth to be upset. He didn't trust her completely, but he still treasured her. He would spoil her, no matter what. On their way back, Arthur huddled closer to Elspeth and pushed her hair back just to annoy Callum.

Callum looked on in silence, fury welling in his eyes.

She didn't like it, but she remained seated stiffly and let Arthur do what he wanted. As long as he doesn't cross the line.

Just then, a deafening explosion roared through the air, and Arthur immediately stepped on the brakes. Callum unraveled his bindings at that instant and grabbed Arthur by his throat. However, Arthur wouldn't sit by while Callum was choking him. He whipped out a knife from his chair and stabbed it backward. Then, he saw drops of blood falling onto his seat, and he froze. He saw Elspeth holding the knife tightly. The pain was making her tremble, yet she refused to let go.

"Elspeth!" Shocked, Arthur let go of the knife. He didn't expect her to hold the knife. He was heartbroken, but he also got even more furious at Callum.

"Don't you dare hurt him," Elspeth uttered calmly. Her lips were getting pale.

"Why'd you do that for him? You could've gotten yourself killed!" barked Arthur, his voice trembling out of fury.

"I told you he's important to me." She peered at him. "And I will not let anyone hurt him."