To Be Yours Again By Taylor

Chapter 141

Chapter 141 Is He Dead?

Alec strode in. His anxious gaze rested on Jenny, and he was stunned for a long moment before coming

back to his senses.

“Are you alright?” he asked, his voice thick with worry.

Jenny was shocked and asked, uncertain, “Are you here for me?”

Alec’s face darkened immediately. “What, you think I’m here for a vacation?” This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org - ©.

Jenny smiled dryly. She wasn’t quite sure how to describe what she was feeling. She would never have guessed that the first person to come to help her when she was in danger would be Alec. It was such an

irony.

“Are you alright? What happened?” He walked over to her side, asking about what had happened.

She shook her head. Truthfully speaking, she was still a little dazed. “Nothing.”

Alec furrowed his eyebrows. “Nothing at all?”

Jenny nodded. She knew Alec was equally bewildered. She was kidnapped, but nothing was done to her. Her kidnappers had only dumped her in this hotel for Alec to find. What was the point of this?

At this moment, Alec caught sight of the blood on the floor and looked at Jenny worriedly. “Are you hurt?”

“It’s not my blood.” Jenny shook her head, turning toward the bedroom.

Alec looked over as well. They exchanged a glance with each other and walked in together.

The curtains were drawn. It was dark. When they walked in, they saw nothing at first.

Alec walked over to the windows and pulled the curtains apart. When he turned back, he saw Jenny frozen in her spot, and panic flashed through her eyes.

“What’s wrong?” He walked over.

Jenny didn’t reply. It was then that Alec saw everything, too.

On the king-sized bed lay a familiar figure. The upper half of his body had been stripped, and he lay there unmoving like a rock.

No. Alec thought that he wasn’t like a rock. He was a dead rock. A dagger pierced his chest, and his blood stained the entire bed. There was no way he could have lived.

“Is he dead?” Jenny said after a long time. She was doing her best to stay calm.

Alec walked over to check his breathing. He shook his head. “He’s gone.”

Jenny, who felt like she had been preparing herself for this, stepped back.

The person lying on the bed was Steven, whom she hated. She wished for him to spend his life in prison, but when he lay dead before her, she found it hard to stomach.

It wasn’t because she was a saint. It was because she thought something as vile and disgusting as he should be punished by law, not by anyone else.

Jenny lapsed into deep thought. However, Alec’s sharp senses told him things weren’t as simple as they seemed.

He turned toward Jenny and said, “You and Steven were in the same room, and now he’s dead. This is a huge problem. Go. Don’t let anyone see you.”

Jenny snapped back to reality and understood what Alec meant. Anyone could figure out that this was a trap. Someone was trying to frame her.

With that thought in mind, Jenny was relieved. She feared being kept in the dark about her kidnapper’s motives. Now that she knew, things were easy to handle.

“It’s okay. I want to know who exactly would sacrifice a life to hurt me.” Her gaze grew sharp. Steven was a bastard, but he still had a life.

“Don’t be stubborn. If you stay here-”

“I’m not a child, Mr. Faust. I don’t need your protection,” she interjected, looking at him steadily.

Alec was stunned, as if he couldn’t quite figure her out. Jenny was not like the other girls. They needed to be protected, and they wanted to be protected. But Jenny didn’t need it. She could always handle things. on her own.