Spoil My Errant Wife (Patrick and Christina)
Chapter 60: Never See Her Again

"Help"

The woman, who was kidnapped, shivering in a corner, was begging for mercy.

"No, no..."

Her face was beat red and swollen, and her long hair was disheveled.

"Do you want money? How much do you want? I can give it to you."

"Don't touch me! Go away.Go away..."

Her lips were pale and she trembled incoherently.

"Shut up, b*tch!"

The stout man looked impatient and dragged her long hair...

"What's going on?"

The closed iron door was suddenly opened with a clang.

Aman in a black tuxedo dragged another woman and came back.

"Two Cecilia?"

Christina was suppressed by the man in the tuxedo.

When she looked up anxiously, she saw Cecilia lying on the ground in the middle of the dirty abandoned factory.

Christina was shocked.

"Let me go!" Christina struggled.

The man pinched her jaw and felt very surprised.

He narrowed his eyes to examine her and the other woman on the ground.

"Forget it.F*ck both and take a video to send that bastard Patrick."

"No, don't touch me.I beg you. Let me go..."

Cecilia looked at the rogue on her body, trembling with fear.

She twisted her body, which made him even more irritable.

The man pinched out a trail of bruises on her fair body.

Cecilia's face was covered in tears, and she turned her head sideways and shouted, "Christina, help me!"

"Christina?"

The man in the black tuxedo was stunned when he heard the name.

Then he tightened his grip on Christina's neck and glared at her.

"So you are Patrick's wife." He gritted his teeth and said with hatred.

Christina was glared at by him and her heart was filled with fear.

"What do you want to do?"

She struggled with all her might, but she was still no match for this man.

"Well, I heard that the woman Patrick married is pregnant with his child..." He laughed grimly.

"Point the camera at me..."

He shouted at the man in front of him.

"I'll dissect this bastard!"

"I'll send this fetal body to Patrick..."

He held a fruit knife in his hand and pointed it at her belly.

In the abandoned factory, the eerie voice echoed at the quiet night...

An old lamp above shook, and the blade gleamed under the dim yellow light.

The sharp edge of the cold metallic knife fell on her abdomen...

Christina was so scared that her face turned white and her whole body stiffened.

"No, don't touch my child..""""

"Dor't.."

"It's been confirmed. The anonymous letter that Cecilia received recently was written by Sean's brother Todd. The two brothers had a grudge against you because of their father, so they had been waiting for an opportunity to retaliate..."

"Tonight was the anniversary of the group. They took the opportunity to kidnap Cecilia, probably to retaliate you..."

Charles rushed over, and the police also began to search everywhere.

It was not Cecilia.

Patrick received a short video on his phone.

"Mr.Hopkins, did you receive a message from the kidnappers about Miss Jones being hijacked..."

The police officer next to him looked at him.

Patrick stared at the screen of his cell phone, feeling bad.

He recognized this face.

No matter how similar the two looked, he could still recognize the woman he loved deeply.

It wasn't Cecilia, it was Christina.Sean really kidnapped her...

"Patrick, where are you going now?"

Charles saw that his face was gloomy and he sat in the car without saying a word.

It seemed that he was in a hurry to go somewhere.

"Mr.Hopkins, do you know any clues?"

Several special police officers followed him, whispering, "We must be patient in negotiations with the kidnappers to ensure the safety of the hostages." Patrick didn't answer them.

He slammed the accelerator, and the car sped into the road at top speed, passing cars dangerously...

"Young Madam did attend the reception tonight. Someone mistook her for Cecilia and brought her in..."

At this time, the communicator in the car kept sending out reports.

"The drop of blood left in the car EC5620's parking place was confirmed to be Young Madam's blood..." The news made Patrick really annoyed.

Patrick pursed his lips tightly, gripped the steering wheel, and spun the car around abruptly.

The car turned sharply, making a harsh noise.

The car shook as he slammed on the brakes.

Patrick had already thrown the door open and rushed out.

Charles and the others were confused.

They opened the door and caught up with him.

Patrick was about to look for Sean in the hospital.

"Mr.Hopkins, Sean hasn't woken up yet.I can't ask him what's going on..."

The police officer behind him ran to him and added.

They felt it was useless to rush over now.

In the hospital building, the elevator rose rapidly.

With a ding, the elevator door opened.

"What are you going to do?"

Patrick's eyes were dark and he strode straight to the first ward on his left, which was guarded by two police officers.

But he suddenly stepped forward and snatched a pistol from the police officer's waist with great speed.

Another officer, unaware of the situation, pulled out his gun vigilantly and threatened him.

Charles and the others rushed over and shouted, "Stop."

Just as Charles's voice fell, the door of the ward was kicked open.

"Ah--"

The nurse in the ward was changing the injection for Sean.

When she saw Patrick suddenly barging in, she screamed in fear.

"Where is she now!"

Patrick asked anxiously with his left hand holding Sean's collar and his right hand holding the gun against his temple.

"Patrick, it's no use killing him. He lost blood and fainted after you beat him.Calm down." Charles ran in, looked at the scene in panic, and immediately tried to persuade him. "Mr.Hopkins, it's improper to..."

The officer behind him was also terrified when he saw Patrick's threat.

"Where is she now?!"

Patrick narrowed his eyes and scrutinized the weak man on the bed.

Suddenly, Patrick removed Sean's oxygen tube and all infusion devices and lifted him from the bed.

Sean seemed to be choking, he coughed but couldn't open his eyes.

Charles anxiously tried to stop him, but Patrick threw Sean into the corner of the ward.

He fell heavily and gasped in pain.

"Mr.Hopkins, you can't do this!"

The officer stepped forward and grabbed his arm.

"The main thing we have to do now is to save people, not..."

Patrick impatiently shook off the police officer behind him and stepped forward.

He stepped on Sean's injured left arm by his right foot.

"Ouch!"

Sean screamed in pain and opened his eyes wide.

"Send her back to me immediately!"

Patrick raised the gun and pointed it at the center of his eyebrow, warning him word by word.

Sean's face was pale as if he had been startled.

Then he burst out laughing.

"Patrick, you really care about that Cecilia. Patrick, even you will care about someone...Eh- hem..."

His voice was hoarse and he coughed violently.

His eyes were filled with hatred as he looked straight at him.

"My brother kidnapped her. He will kill her and you will never see her again in your life!"

Bang, bang, bang

"No!"

Charles screamed, but before he could stop it, the bullets were fired continuously at Sean.

The sound of the gunshot was shrill and frightening.

Suddenly, it quieted down and everyone panicked.

The bullet nearly hit Sean on his forehead, and if Patrick deviated slightly, his head would immediately explode.

Sean was trembling all over, and he even peed with fear...

Patrick's face was grim.

He squatted down, grabbed Sean's neck hard with his left hand, while his right hand was holding the weapon with the last bullet in it.

"Where is she?"

At 11:00 in the evening, police cars honked on the highway.

The cars and pedestrians who passed by could not help but look around and guess what had happened.

The police arrived at an abandoned factory in the suburbs and quickly surrounded the area.

Patrick was the first to get out of the car.

The officer behind him was worried and reminded him, "Stay here. We got it."

After all, he was the young master of the Hopkins Family.

If something happened to these rich kids who usually only knew how to have fun, no one could take the responsibility.

"Don't worry. You just stay put.Our people will handle it.."

Charles said to the police chief.

Soon a group of mighty bodyguards came running in an orderly manner behind him.

"Patrick is in the front checking out the situation. Keep him safe. Ensure the hostage's safety first" Charles told them, not forgetting to add, "You can shoot if necessary:"

"Yes."

The bodyguards broke into the abandoned factory.

In the dark of the night, they were still able to move freely.

Obviously, they were not ordinary bodyguards.

"Officer, I'm glad you helped us out tonight, but we have the final say here." Charles reloaded his gun very skillfully and coldly warned him.

His tone was no more playful.

They were never ordinary people.

He didn't know if Patrick was so anxious for Cecilia or Christina.

But he knew that Sean and Todd would not end up well.

They broke his bottom line...

This night was destined to be unusual.

At this moment, Patrick leaped over the wall rapidly.

He landed steadily, his right hand gripping the pistol, his body leaning against the wall, his eyes blazing through the dusty window.

In the dim yellow light, there were two men guarding the front.

In the center, there were three men sitting around drinking and eating peanuts, with a DV camera beside them.

Perhaps these people had never thought that they would be found so quickly, so they were chatting relaxedly.

On the left side of the old mechanical assembly line, there was a disheveled woman tied with a thick rope.

The woman was Cecilia.

However Patrick was startled, his right hand holding the pistol, and he suddenly tensed up.

'Where is she?"

"Cecilia was tied up, then what about Christina?"

"Is she not here?"