Trap me in your love

Chapter 122 Stepmother, Shut Up

"My sweetheart, you can't talk to your HONEY like this!" said Richard with a smile. I will be sad."

"Who are your HONEY. You shameless! Let go of me!"

Rachel was so angry that she slapped away the hands on her waist. Richard withdrew his hand. Rachel stood up and looked at the mess in front of her. She cursed, "Son of a bitch! How dare they come to me and beat me? Do they want to die?"

"They are indeed dead."

Rachel threw him a glance, Richard shut up.

Next to them, Darren was shot, He couldn't help but howl in pain. Besides him, Ivy was too scared to speak, just crying.

They had never experienced such a thing before. Gunfight... The scene that they had only seen on TV, actually happened in their lives.

Although the killers all died in the end, if Richard didn't show up in time, she must be dead now. Rachel glared at Richard with anger. If he hadn't been pestering her all day, how could she be like this now?

She was slow in movement and reaction, even shooting was much slower than before.

Rachel was irritated. And she heard Ivy's endless crying, which enraged her even more.

"Stop it. Your man is still alive."

"How dare you say that? Who the hell are you? Our family never provoke trouble. We won't provoke that kind of person at all. But you even shot them to death with a gun. Look what you have done to our family now? Did you come to ruin our life?"

Shocked and frightened, Ivy cried while cursing. This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

Sobbing was the thing that Rachel hated the most. Even though she knew that these people were coming for her, and she didn't want to say anything to them. Anyway, for them, explanation would be useless.

"Stop it, or I'll shoot you!" Rachel threatened her.

"……" At the sight of Rachel raising the gun, Ivy finally calmed down.

Jessie was frightened. She squatted on the ground and looked at the men in black who were lying on the floor motionlessly.

Suddenly, someone held her up. Jessie raised her head and saw the familiar eyes. She put her arms around his neck and said, "Finally, you came, Mark."

"So you are afraid?" Hearing his sneering and cold words, Jessie lowered her eyes, said sorry to him and buried her head in his arms.

When Mark went downstairs with her in his arms, he looked gloomier than just now, but at least less murderous.

Just now, he received a call from Grace, telling him that Jessie went to the Lin family. He was a little worried. Although Rachel, known as the world-famous killer, was here, he was still worried.

When he was about to drive his car here, he got a call from Richard, telling him that Rachel was being chased by some enemies recently. Mark's heart trembled.

After sending the address to Richard, he drove fast here.

But he was still late.

Even though the killers had been killed, Mark's heart still could not stop beating anxiously. The only thing that could comfort him was that Jessie was not injured.

If she was injured, he would not be just angry.

"Jessie, how do you feel? Are you hurt?" Seeing Jessie, Rachel immediately went forward to ask.

There were so many people here that anyone could be killed or injured here, but Jessie shouldn't get hurt. She cast a glance at Mark timidly. She just wanted to see whether Jessie was ok or not. If something bad happened to Jessie, she would die for sure.

Mark's face was cold. He didn't say a word. But when Rachel came forward, he deliberately turned his body around and didn't let her see Jessie.

Rachel was speechless.

Was he angry with her?

Was it her fault to meet the killer?

She didn't want it at all.

If he was so nervous, he could simply bind Jessie in his house with a rope. No, Jessie should be directly tied to his belt, and wherever he went, no one could hurt her.

The atmosphere dropped to freezing point in an instant.

Jessie loosened her arms around on his neck and said softly, "Put me down." Mark didn't want to do that at the beginning, but when he saw her eyesight getting colder, he had to compromise.

"Rachel, I'm fine. The man just suddenly fell down next to me and I got scared. Are you okay? Did you get hurt?"

"No, I'm not!" Rachel said in an unhappy tone while waiting for Mark. "Jessie, since someone loves you so much, why not prepare a golden cage for you and let you live there alone. I don't understand. Men nowadays are all as mad as jerks."

Rachel was the only woman in the world who was not afraid of Mark, except for Jessie. She didn't care who he was. As long as she was unhappy, she would give him a hard time.

Looking at the bodies all over the ground and the pieces of furniture that were smashed by bullets, Jessie sighed and asked, "Is anybody injured?"

When she turned to look at the servants around and saw them shaking their heads, Jessie felt a little better.

Suddenly, there came the voice of Ivy, "Your father is injured."

Hearing that, Jessie immediately walked over and held Darren to sit on the sofa. Rachel took a look at the wound on his leg and said with disdain, "It's just a minor wound. I thought you were shot."

"What? Look at the large cut on his pants, they're all bloody. Look at his injured leg! If he can't walk, you should take the responsibility!"

Ivy's face was filled with sadness. It seemed that they really loved each other so much. Even for Jessie, she felt that Ivy was really in love with Darren.

Did Ivy really take her as a fool? That was just a minor wound in the leg! Were his legs made of tofu?

Rachel sneered, "You want him to be a cripple? Seriously? It was just a scratch. I really doubt if you really love this old man. You are such a vicious woman."

"What... Darren, look at her. That's not what I meant at all. Waah... Waah..."

"Come on. Don't be so serious with a little girl. You're much elder than her.

"Darren, you..."

Ivy sat aside angrily. Jessie asked, "Dad, I'm really sorry. I don't know that would happen today."

"You don't know? Jessie, do you want all my family die because of you? If you didn't bring such a girl here, how could we be like this? How could your father get hurt?" Ivy suddenly jumped up from the sofa. She was the one who always seized the chance to scold Jessie.

She only knew that she was terrified, that Darren was wounded, and that their house was smashed... That was because of Jessie.

"Jessie didn't mean to do that. Why are you so aggressive? Her father didn't say anything. Why did you step in? It's none of your business! You are just a stepmother!"

"You..."

Rachel managed to blow up Ivy's anger again.