Mistakenly Love You To The Bones

It was another gang that noticed something wrong: “What’s the matter? You usually send her food like this?”

They are kidnappers. Why knocking respectfully?

It is also because Amelia Wytte has behaved so well recently that the kidnapper forgot that Amelia Wytte was abducted by them. Seeing Amelia Wytte’s good attitude, he subconsciously treated her with a kind attitude.

“Open the door quickly!” said the kidnapper No. 2 impatiently.

No. 1 shouted again at the room, but still didn’t get any response. Finally, he noticed a little wrong, and raised his hand to press the handle and pressed it down heavily.

The door did not open.

“What’s the matter?”

“Hurry to get the key, she locked it from inside!”

If there is no problem at this time, he will be a kidnapper in vain.

The other man knew the importance of this matter, and did not dare to delay any longer. He hurried to get the key.

When they opened the door in a hurry, where was Amelia Wyte in the room?NôvelDrama.Org: owner of this content.

“Where are the people?” The kidnapper’s face changed greatly. They searched the room for a circle and didn’t see Amelia Wyte.

“What’s the matter?”

“What else do you say? Aren’t you responsible for watching people? Don’t you know when they are gone?”

“I watched him enter the room, but… I have been watching outside. How did she…”

He glanced suddenly caught a glimpse of the wide open window. When his eyes were fixed, he immediately rushed to it and saw an empty rope hanging on the window door.

“Bad!” The kidnapper slapped her thigh heavily. “She must have escaped from the window. Hurry to catch up!”

“Wait, where does the window lead?”

The other kidnapper also didn’t expect Amelia Wytte to have such courage and courage to escape directly from the window.

However, at this time, I was very calm and asked.

“Back mountain, back mountain!”

“For the first time a woman has walked such a rugged road, she must not go far. Let people chase her quickly!”

The path behind the mountain is indeed as rugged as the kidnappers said.

Amelia Wyte wore a pair of shoes with high heels on her feet. It was very inconvenient to run. If she accidentally stepped on a stone when walking, her foot would jerk heavily.

But she could only find such a pair of shoes in her room at that time.

After a few steps, Amelia Wyte finally got impatient and threw her shoes aside. She walked barefoot. Although her feet hurt, it was much more convenient and faster.

It is quiet in the forest. Only a few frogs and insects rustling in the grass can be heard occasionally.

After a while, she sweated all over her head.

But they can only drill into the grass as far as possible to avoid their own shape.

She knew that she could not hide her escape for a long time, and could only go as far as possible.

“What should we do? The back mountain is so big, how can we find it? Do you want to separate?”

Those kidnappers also caught up at the first time. The number of kidnappers was very large. They were all big and small. Amelia Wytte could not escape, no matter which one caught up with them.

“This is the only way to go from the window. Let’s follow this first!”

So a group of people followed the road.

Until she met several branches covered by bushes.

The leading kidnapper stood in the same place for a while, and suddenly pointed in a direction: “The grass here has been pressed, and she must have walked this way!”

There is only one villa under the name of Laura Kent in the whole block. Except for them and Amelia Wytte, no one will come to the back mountain.

Sure enough, did you walk along this road? After a while, you found Amelia Wyte’s high-heeled shoes. The kidnappers were more confident and faster.

Amelia Wytte was eventually overtaken by these people.

When she hid after the operation, she was almost exhausted, and her feet were bloody under the motorcycle on the mountain road. It looked terrible.

The leading kidnapper did not show any mercy on her. He rushed forward and grabbed her by the lapel: “You dare to run, I think you are really brave!”

Amelia Wytte sighed.

She had long known that chances of running out are slim, but still willing to try.

After all, besides herself, who else can save yourself?

“Bring her back to me!” the kidnapper who led the way ordered.

Several kidnappers immediately brought Amelia Wytte back to the villa.

She was locked in the villa again. This time, several kidnappers acted more ruthlessly. They directly welded the window where Amelia Wytte escaped, ensuring that she could not escape from the window again.

The door of the room is guarded for 24 hours, and someone will knock at the door every other hour to see if she is in the room.

It is almost an extravagant hope to escape again.

In the evening, Amelia Wytte felt hungry when she lay in bed.

In the afternoon, She didn’t have dinner, and I ran so exhausted for so long. At this time, I felt almost nothing except hunger.

She dragged herself to the door and knocked.

The kidnapper who guarded the door outside changed to a more fierce man, and his tone became more impatient: “What else can I tell you, bitch, don’t play any tricks!”

“I’m hungry, can you send me a dinner?”

“Dinner?” The man outside sneered, “You don’t have to eat for the next day. This is your punishment for trying to escape!”

Knowing that this group of kidnappers is iron-hearted, it must be impossible to have a meal if they want to punish themselves for escaping.

She sighed and turned around. She could only find a cup and drink water to satisfy her hunger.

The wounds on her feet have not been treated. In addition to her tiredness and the dark claustrophobia all over the room, Amelia Wytte’s heart is filled with a sense of despair.

“But how can I just give up?” Amelia Wyte, sitting on the bed with her knees in the dark, whispered slowly, “I have only myself.”

The Clinton family villa.

Several kidnappers made mistakes and wrote something about Amelia Wytte escaping from the villa. They didn’t dare to inform Laura Kent at all.

Even when Laura Kent called to inquire, they only said that everything was fine and Amelia Wytte was very honest.

Laura Kent snorted coldly, hung up the phone, and said to Elena Kent beside her: “It’s still the little bitch teacher. If she tosses some more things and wants to continue to pester the dust, don’t blame me for being cruel!”

Elena Kent was in a good mood when she thought that Amelia Wytte was now under the control of her two people. “Don’t mention him, aunt. It’s not good to argue with her. If you shut him up for a period of time and let her be honest, then naturally she won’t pester Nicola any more.”

“That’s right.” Laura Kent nodded and thought of other things. “By the way, how is your stuff moving?”