Mistakenly Love You To The Bones

Amelia Wytte had been locked up in the villa in the west suburb for three days. Only when the people who kidnapped her found that she had gone too far.

She had been staying in the room quietly, as if she was not the one who had been kidnapped.

The kidnappers gradually relaxed and stopped staring at her nervously all day long.

One day, the kidnapper entered the room and brought food to the woman, Amelia Wytte. He put the bowl on the table and left without saying anything.

She forgot to lock the door when she went out.

Amelia Wytte lowered her head and ate silently. She peeked at the kidnapper at the door from the corner of her eyes. She didn’t raise her head until the sound outside disappeared.

“Is anyone there?” Amelia Wytte asked in a low voice as she tiptoed to the door.

Soon, an impatient answer came from outside, “what’s up?”

Amelia Wytte stood up straight. It seemed that although these people had relaxed their vigilance, they were still vigilant enough not to send people to keep an eye on her.

It was not a good way to go on like this.

After thinking for a while, she stood straight and said, “open the door.”

Although they kidnapped Amelia Wytte, Amelia Wytte’s identity was a little special. They were ordered to lock Amelia Wytte in this villa.

The kidnapper outside hesitated for a while and opened the door. “What on earth happened?”

“I feel a little dizzy and stuffy in my chest. I want to go out for a walk.”

The kidnapper frowned and instinctively wanted to refuse, “no, you can only stay here…”

“I just took a walk in the villa. The air in the room is stuffy. If it goes on like this, my physical condition will be in trouble. Are you sure you can complete your task by then?”

Hearing this, the kidnapper hesitated.

After hesitating for a while, she pushed the door open rudely and said, “Okay, okay. Come out and take a walk in the yard. You only have 10 minutes.”

Amelia Wytte breathed a sigh of relief.

She hurried out of the room and found the kidnapper was following her step by step within two steps.

She just stopped for a moment and looked back at the kidnapper. She immediately widened her eyes and said, “what are you looking at? Don’t you want to go out again?”

The woman quickly looked away and quickened her pace.

After entering the backyard, Amelia Wytte found that this villa was a very large private villa. Looking up from afar, she could see that there seemed to be mist surrounding the top of the mountain.

It was a villa on the hillside.

Squinting her eyes, Amelia Wytte walked to the Flower Pavilion and sat down.

“What are you doing again?” the kidnapper became more and more impatient.

Amelia Wytte, “I’ll just sit here for a while. Don’t worry. It won’t take more than 10 minutes.”

The job of watching people was so boring, and the kidnapper was also very annoying. He could only stand beside Amelia Wytte like a pillar and wait for him to look around.

Amelia Wytte seemed to be enjoying the surrounding scenery, but in fact, she was secretly memorizing the terrain of the villa.

She noticed that there was an octagonal door in the center of the backyard. Only the door in the North could see clearly what was happening outside.

There was a mountain behind the mountain.

She squinted her eyes and looked around for a while. A plan slowly came to her mind.

10 minutes had passed. Before the kidnapper could remind Amelia Wytte, she stood up and said, “I feel much better. Let’s go. I can go back now.”

The kidnapper raised his eyebrows slightly, “then let’s go.”Nôvel(D)rama.Org's content.

In the next few days, Amelia Wytte was like this. She spent more than 10 minutes walking around in the backyard every day.

Since he was so obedient that he had no intention of resisting, the kidnapper became more and more vigilant.

The gazes on him became less and less, so that within a few days, Amelia Wytte had completely memorized the entire terrain of the backyard.

She brushed her sleeves and stood up. “Let’s go.”

The kidnappers had been used to it. Amelia Wytte took them more than ten minutes to walk around every day.

She yawned and followed him lazily.

As soon as she went back to her room and closed the door, Amelia Wytte immediately locked it.

Although they knew that if the kidnappers wanted, they could still open the door with the key, but at least they could delay for a while.

She was about to do it directly, but after thinking for a while, she shouted at the door, “I’ll have a rest. I can bring the dinner here a little later today.”

The kidnapper outside answered perfunctorily, “Okay, I know. Just stay here.”

As soon as the voice stopped, Amelia Wytte tiptoed to the window.

After looking around the backyard these days, he found that the window where his room was located was exactly the mountain behind the backyard.

This was her only chance and path to escape.

Amelia Wytte’s room was on floor 2, and it was very high. She gently pushed the window open and only took a look down. She felt dizzy, but she still plucked up the courage to pull out the rope he had searched for a long time under the bed.

She tied herself to the edge of the window and her waist on the other side. She took a deep breath, climbed up the window and slowly climbed down the rope.

Outside the room.

The number two kidnapper lazily brought Amelia Wytte’s dinner to the kidnapper who was guarding at the door. “Send her in.”

They had seen the work of Amelia Wytte. Although it was boring, they were willing to do it no matter how impatient they were.

The kidnapper had visited Amelia Wytte for a few days and felt relaxed. When he had time, he played with his phone and only raised his head perfunctorily. “She said she wanted to rest and asked us to send her there later.”

The other kidnapper was a little unhappy. “Don’t forget that we kidnapped him here. Why are you really going to treat her like a princess?”

“What are you talking about? Do you dare to let anything happen to her?”

She didn’t dare to do that.

Kidnapper 2 snorted and put the lunch box into the hand of the first kidnapper. “Well, it’s your business when you send it in. Anyway, I’m leaving. When the food gets cold, you can take care of it yourself.”

His words made sense. The kidnapper had to put down his phone impatiently, walked to the door of Amelia Wytte’s room and knocked on it.

“Come out for dinner. Your dinner is ready!”

There was no response for a long time in the room.

The kidnapper was a little suspicious. “Really? Did you fall asleep so soon?”