Fated love: the unwanted bride

Chapter 397: Maybe it’s Heaven, Maybe it’s Hell

Howl-

Howl—

A long one, then a short one.

In the pitch-dark, silent and empty night, the sound was particularly eerie.

Jasmine Yale shivered, terrified.

It was a wolf’s howl!

There were actually wolves here!

Jasmine was terrified to the point of tears, her tears dripping, “plop” “plop”, how could there possibly be wolves?

My God, what kind of a place is this? A forest?!

These people are so sick, confining her in a place like this!

Or, are these wolves kept by these perverts?

Jasmine went cold all over, her legs shaking uncontrollably, unable to take a step.

She had no idea where the wolves were, whether there was just one or if there was a pack.

She’d imagined countless methods of death, but she’d never expected… to be torn apart by wolves!

Just how sick could Chris Fern and Sylvan Cheney’s grandfather be?

How could she have innumerable connections with these perverts?

Gathering her nerves, Jasmine didn’t dare to move.

Her heart pounded erratically.

Panic, terror, and fear swept over her!

She chose a secluded corner and stood still, flicking her lighter.

All she saw was a dense forest, leaves green and lush, with a few insects hopping around.

The place she was hiding in was quite far from the villa area.

Those bodyguards probably wouldn’t find her for a while.

Jasmine sat on the ground and rubbed her ankle.

In the darkness, the desire to survive was still shimmering in her weak eyes.

She almost died once when she was 8 years old, no one understood better than her what death’s precipice felt like.

She was afraid of dying.

But considering the current situation, could she survive?

Her ankle throbbed with pain, and she then realised that a tree branch had scratched her calf at some point, and it was bleeding freely.

Jasmine tore off a piece of cloth and silently bowed her head to deal with the wound.

The night was long and silent.

Because of the cold, Jasmine hugged her arms and started shivering, her face full of panic and helplessness.

After treating her wound, Jasmine stood up again, hobbling forward.

The further she went, the further she was from the villa.

The blaze gradually shrank to a small dot.

But, wandering around in this forest, she still couldn’t find the exit.

If it continued like this, she’d die from starvation, even if the wolves didn’t kill her!

The smell of green leaves and earth wafted in the air. The sky was pitch black, and it was so dark, she couldn’t even see her hand in front of her face. Occasionally bugs flew by.

Jasmine kept moving forward.

The further she walked, the more desperate she felt.

It seemed like this forest was endless.

There were just towering trees and wild grass everywhere!

“Mom…” Jasmine unashamedly burst into tears in despair. Any time she was upset, she thought of her mom.

This sudden burst of sorrow took her right back to when she was 8 years old.

Just an arm’s length from death.

Even when the rain eventually stopped, she still couldn’t find the exit.

Her head and clothes were full of leaves and undergrowth, making a complete mess.

If there was a mirror around, she’d certainly look terrible. It felt like death would be a better option.

Despite this, she stubbornly kept moving forward.

Moving on could lead to heaven or hell.

Keep walking, just keep walking.

The bottom of her feet grew cooler and cooler, and she even stepped on a rock without noticing, causing a sharp pain.

Off in the distance, the faint sound of wolf howls could be heard!

The blood in her body seemed to flow backwards, turning her entire body cold.

This was the third time in her life she’s come close to death—

Once when she was 8 years old, once three years ago after a miscarriage, and the third time was right now.

Who knew how long she walked for, it felt like the labyrinth had no end.

Suddenly—

Jasmine’s strength gave out, her head pounded, her vision went black, and with a “thud”, she collapsed unconscious on the ground..

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