Female Novel
Chapter 175
The man flung out by Morwenna had his arm twisted and broken, a serious injury to his waist toboot.
Another one received a headbutt so fierce, he might as well have a concussion.
These thugs had kidnapped Stuart, and Morwenna was relentless in her attack, aiming to end thefight swiftly.
Out of five, three were already out of the fight.
The silence hung heavy for a moment in the abandoned warehouse.
Morwenna had never been formally trained in combat. Her fighting skills were honed in the wild,wrestling with beasts in the backwoods.
She fought with a raw ferocity that made it impossible to predict her next move.
Just as she was about to continue her assault, the sinister man with an eyepatch had somehowmoved behind Stuart, pressing a switchblade against his throat, his voice cold and threatening,“Stop, or I kill him!”
Morwenna, who had been gaining momentum, froze instantly.
“You’ve got quite the nerve, girl. Now, drop that iron rod.”
Morwenna gripped it tighter, not moving an inch.
The man smirked sinisterly and pressed the blade slightly, causing fresh blood to stream from anold wound on Stuart's neck, soaking his collar.
The rod in Morwenna’s hand clattered to the ground.
Fury burned within her. It was this man who had harmed Stuart before. She stood, tense and ready,like a wild animal, her gaze locked on the menacing figure.
The man with the eyepatch broadened his grin, “That’s more like it. Now, stay put, no funnybusiness, or I slit his throat first.”
He then ordered the only goon still capable of fighting, “Tie her up.”
At that moment, Stuart suddenly spoke, “Morwenna, get out of here. Who said I needed you tocome for me? Did you think about if I need rescuing? They wouldn’t dare kill me. This was all asetup, a trap using myself as bait. Look how easily these fools fell for it.”
The guy with the eyepatch stopped grinning and became more threatening as he pushed the bladein harder.. “What are you saying, Stuart? What do you mean by that?”
“Exactly what I said, idiot. I suggest you move that knife away from me. As long as I'm alive, youhave a chance to walk away from this. If anything happens to me, none of you will make it outalive.”
Such words might be dismissed as a joke coming from someone else.novelbin
But this was Stuart, the infamous schemer. There was probably some truth to his words.
This was his plan all along.
A scheme concocted by the mad genius Stuart, using himself as bait.
The man in the eyepatch roared in a mix of fear and rage, “Even if I can't kill you, I’ll make sure yousuffer!”
Stuart remained dismissively cool as he addressed Morwenna, “Did you get that? I don’t needsaving. Your presence here only messes up my plan. Leave, now.”
Morwenna was fast and agile; she could escape easily, especially since the thugs would need tokeep an eye on Stuart.
But she didn’t move.
Maybe things were as Stuart said. This was all just a setup, and Stuart wouldn’t die, but he wouldget hurt and feel pain.
She had never thought of abandoning Stuart. So, as she watched for a chance, with the eyepatchman distracted and enraged by Stuart's revelations, Morwenna was even more vigilant, ready forwhat might come next.