His Perfect Wife Strikes Back

44 You Have So Much To Learn

I dragged my father into the elevator quickly. In less than two minutes, we arrived at the underground parking lot. The elevator door opened. Then a car sped up from the other end of the parking lot and stopped in front of me.

"Get in the car!" Liv shouted at me.

I opened the door, pulled my father into the back seat, ran to the driver's side and knocked on the window.

"Liv, get out of the car!" I said.

"What the hell are you doing?" Asked Liv, surprised. "Get in the car, I'll get you out of here!"

I opened the door and faced Liv.

"Listen! You've done enough for me. Now your mission is over. Liv, get out of the manor with the crowd." I pulled her out of the driver's seat. "Get out of here!"

"Eva, you can't be alone," Liv yelled at me, patting the window.

"Thanks for everything!" I said to her through the window, then slammed the accelerator and drove toward the gate.

There were many armed guards on either side of the gate of the manor. The frightened guests had already gathered near the gate and were scrambling to leave. The security guards did not dare to shoot the guests and had to use their bodies to form a wall in front of them.

I honked the horn and some people looked back, but no one gave way to my car. A security guard shouted at me through a loudspeaker pinned to his collar, "Stop the car!"

"Mr. Green fainted and needs to go to the hospital right now," I said to the security guard as I rolled down the window. "How dare you stop Mr. Green?"

The guard glanced at my father in the back seat of the car. The handcuffs were covered by my father's suit. He didn't see them. I saw him hesitate for two seconds and then questioned me through the gap in the window.

"I haven't seen you, Madam. You're not Mr. Green's chauffeur!"

Just now, I heard the loudspeaker under the guard's collar say, "Mr. Green is missing. Stop all traffic!"

Before he could finish his sentence, I drove ahead regardless. There were more and more guests crowding at the gate, and I couldn't leave unless I crushed their bodies.

I went straight ahead, and just as I was about to approach the crowd, I quickly rolled down the window, reached out my hand and fired two more shots into the air.

The guests who heard the gunshots panicked again and the crowd immediately ran away. Then a bullet hit the rearview mirror of the car, and glass flew around in front of my eyes.

The second bullet came in the next second, but only grazed the car, and then went into the back of an innocent man. Now all the guests were running like ants in hot water.

Finally, there was a road in front of me. Some of the guards who had been guarding the gate were pushed down by the guests who were running for their lives. They were immediately swept into the crowd.

I rammed my car into the gate, and the iron gate was quickly knocked open by the car. Even if the front of the car has been deformed, this does not affect the speed of the car.

I know this winding mountain road very well, and I know that escaping in this direction will never be noticed.

My father was rocking hard in the back seat of the car. His head banged against the window several times, but I couldn't care less. At a fork in the road, his body fell off the seat and onto the mat. I thought I heard a groan of pain from him.

As the car sped down the highway, I planned to take my hostages to the wild horse forest, which belonged to my mother's family. When I was very young, my mother took me and her family camping in that forest. I remember a cabin in the forest with electricity and water and emergency food. It is near the end of summer now, and people only go camping there in the spring.

I looked at the car navigation, and it was less than 30 minutes away. Then my phone rang, and I opened it. It was Frade.

An inexplicable pain came over me, and even though I wished I could hear his voice right now, I couldn't answer him. My head tells me I've caused him too much trouble. I can't hold him back any longer.

I took one last look at Frade's name on the screen, as if I were looking at his face. Then I hung up the phone. In order to prevent him from calling again, I simply chose to turn off my phone. When the phone screen dimmed, my heart also changed.

The speed of the car slowed down. Through the glass I could see a puff of black smoke coming out of the front of the car and it stopped instantly.

"D.amn it!" I pushed the door open and got out to check. The engine of the car burned out. It will take a lot of time to repair it.

It's night now, and there are very few cars on this stretch of road at night. It's hard for me to get help from a strange driver. And my father was looking up from the window. He looked at me in a daze. When he saw that his hands were cuffed, his eyes returned to their usual sharpness.

"Let me go, you fool!" He banged his head against the window.

I glared at him and opened the door to pull him out. "Now you have to get out and walk!"

If we cut through the bush near the road, we can get there in about an hour. It's the only option now.

"I've paid your debt, and you should let me go!" My father still said to me in his condescending manner. "Where are you taking me, you fool?"

"Keep going. You keep going until I tell you to stop!" I pulled out my pistol and pointed it at him. "I have a lot of things to settle with you!"

He glared at me, but he had to suppress his anger when he was faced with the gun's black hole. I pushed him forward, leaving the car by the side of the road. The hazy moonlight shone through the trees, and we followed the glittering light of the fern leaves into the depths. The night was foggy and cold in the forest, and my father walked ahead and sneezed several times.

"Eva!" My father stopped, his voice calling out my name in pain, and then he suddenly knelt down in front of a big tree.

"What's the matter with you?" I hurried up to check. His face turned black in the moonlight. His hands twitched, and his mouth hissed.

I quickly untied his hands, only to see his right hand trembling into the pocket. I followed his hand and found the medicine box in his pocket, which contained two red pills.

He must have had a heart attack!

I opened the pill box and put a red pill in his mouth. He swallowed quickly. It was not long before his face turned from green to paper-white. But his mouth was still trembling, and this time I heard him make a faint sound.

"Eva, my daughter. Come near me..."

I put my head close to him and heard him say in my ear, "You..."

Then I was hit on the head by a hard object, and I immediately fell on the grass and began to lose consciousness. I saw my father stand up with a stone in one hand. He grabbed the gun from my hand and pointed it at me.

"You have so much to learn, my daughter!"