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Chapter 588 - 588 Lets have a child 4

Chapter 588: Let’s have a child 4 Chapter 588: Let’s have a child 4 Arnold Johnson spoke a long speech in the third person, hoping she could clearly realize that such acts were not worth doing.

But.

From beginning to end, Chloe Johnson knew what kind of a person he was.

Such persuasion had no effect on her.

Instead, she thought of his various kindnesses and considerations towards Victoria Garcia. If he died like this, maybe that would be a hurdle that lay between him and Victoria.

Even if it wasn’t, if this could make Arnold feel guilt, it would be worth it for her.

Thinking of this, Chloe closed her eyes, and at the same time, her hand began to move.

The moment she pulled the trigger, Arnold quickly swung his hands to divert the bullet from her body.

Unfortunately, Chloe was not an ordinary woman; her reaction speed and shooting skills were rather impressive.

So, the bullet still hit Chloe’s body, but because of Arnold’s intervention, the force and direction of the bullet were diminished.

When the gunshot rang out, it was especially harsh.

In an instant.

Chloe fell into the snow, with white and red intertwined.

Everyone in the Johnson Old Mansion heard the gunshot and rushed over, only to be dumbfounded by the sight in front of them.

“Start the car!” Arnold shouted as he picked up Chloe and headed towards the car.

All sorts of voices echoed in his mind.

“What the hell happened?”

“Who fired the gun? Arnold, was it you? I will fight you for killing Chloe!”

Then, Grand Lady Johnson fainted at the sight of Chloe lying in a pool of blood.

Everyone in the Johnson Old Mansion was in a frenzy, and for a moment, everything seemed blurry.

Arnold wanted to start the car, but Chloe clasped onto him tightly. Even though her strength was weak, it was enough for Arnold to feel.

“Do not leave me. Let me die in your arms, fulfilling my one wish.”

Arnold felt chilled to the bone. “I won’t let you die!”

Chloe, holding the corner of his robe, gently whispered, “Arnold, hold me, hold me tighter…tighter…”

Later, Chloe’s voice grew fainter and fainter…

By the time Chloe was rolled into the operating room, Arnold was drenched in blood.

Arnold tried to calm down, telling the doctors to do everything they could to save her.

Her heart hadn’t been damaged, and they were close to the hospital – they could make it in time to save her!

Arnold told himself that he still hadn’t fulfilled the wishes he owed her. Dying like this would be too unworthy.

It was at this moment that he understood.

It turned out that if Chloe had really died just like that, he would be guilty.

Really guilty.

Even though he didn’t love Chloe, she was, after all, different from other women.

Arnold sat on the long bench, waiting for the surgery to end.

Someone walked over and asked, “Second Young Master, do you want to change your clothes first? I’ll go and get them.”

He shook his head and replied with two words: “No need.”

Frank Johnson came over, sat beside him, and said, “Little Uncle, Auntie Chloe will be fine, she’ll recover.”

Right, she will recover.

Arnold thought the same.

Time passed by, every second, every minute, and waiting was the most agonizing.

Willing to die for him was both a blessing and a curse deep in his heart.

Lucky, because someone was willing to die for him.

Painful, also because someone was willing to die for him.

But.

He didn’t want anyone to die for him at all.