The CEO’s Billion Dollar Bride
Chapter 268 - 248, People like you, only deserve a life worse than death.

Chapter 268: 248, People like you, only deserve a life worse than death.

"I’m going to kill you!"

After a roar, the man seemed to go mad as he stumbled to his feet, covering the root of his leg. He picked up a stone from the side of the cave and staggered towards Ivy Aretha, attempting to smash her head with the stone.

At the moment the stone was lifted, another gunshot resounded, echoing through the empty cave. The sound of the stone falling in front of Ivy was simultaneous. The stone unexpectedly fell from her hand and hit her ankle, causing a sharp pain to spread throughout her body. In that instant, the face that appeared before her swiftly wiped away all the pain from her senses.

Seeing the familiar figure dressed in black in front of her, Ivy’s tightly-strung nerves suddenly relaxed. The delicate, devilish features clearly reflected in her eyes, "Michael, you’ve finally come!"

Although she hadn’t asked for help or said anything, she always believed deep down that Michael Gordon would save her. Slowly, she used this thought to grow a glimmer of hope amidst the despair.

It was because of this that she was able to calmly endure until now without uttering a word. Some trust is not expressed with words but supported in the heart.

At the moment she saw him, she knew she wouldn’t die!

Michael quickly untied the rope from her wrists, then carefully held her in his arms, kissed her forehead, and apologized with a trembling voice, "I’m sorry, I was late. You’ve suffered!"

"Not late, just now..." Fortunately, before she could say anything, Ivy felt as if all her strength had been drained. A sensation of calm spread throughout her body, followed by her heavy eyelids falling shut and her mouth spewing out a large amount of bright red blood!

"Ivy!"

Michael’s eyes were red with fury, his body engulfed by the feeling of almost losing her. "Lucas, come and take a look!"

Michael, frightened by the blood constantly flowing from her mouth, tried to pry it open but didn’t dare make any moves. His heart was hanging by a thread.

Just as he was about to hold her, Lucas’s urgent command sounded.

"Stand where you are and don’t move, wait for me to come and check!"

Lucas quickly came with the medicine box. He knew that Ivy was injured and unconscious but didn’t know where. If he moved her recklessly, it could cause serious problems.

Michael wanted to move but was stopped by Lucas’s command, so he had to stay still and wait for him to check before feeling at ease.

Lucas quickly and efficiently forced Ivy’s mouth open, and after inspecting it, found that her tongue was injured. He then looked at Michael and said, "Hold her horizontally, I’ll apply medicine!"

"What happened? Why is there so much blood?" Michael watched as Lucas cleaned Ivy’s mouth, his heart in his throat. Fortunately, Lucas’s expression wasn’t serious, which reassured him a little.

"Her tongue root was bitten!" Lucas continued cleaning her mouth, his brows furrowed. This woman had such a fiery temperament, and the old-fashioned virtue of chastity was no longer popular.

"How did her tongue get injured?"

Michael’s deep gaze locked onto Lucas’s hands cleaning Ivy’s mouth, his puzzled look deepening. Because of the two slaps on her face, it was now swollen to the point of severity. What happened in her mouth...

Michael couldn’t even bear to think about what the scoundrel had done to her!

"I guess that bastard wanted to force himself on her, and since she couldn’t resist, she decided to bite her tongue and commit suicide!" As Lucas spoke, he glanced at the man lying on the ground with a ruined manhood, casually saying, "Luckily she didn’t bite too deep. If our gunshot wasn’t quick enough, we might be here to collect her body now!"

If she hadn’t been interrupted by the gunfire, Ivy might have bitten her tongue off and committed suicide.

Looking back on it, not only Michael but even Lucas felt a chill down their spine.

"I didn’t expect that this girl is so stubborn. Mr. Gordon, what kind of spell did you put on her to make her so devoted? No one else can even touch her!"

Seeing that the situation wasn’t serious, Lucas relaxed and even found the time to tease Michael, who always ordered him around, "Nowadays, there are so many married women who cheat on their husbands, but how is there still such an old-fashioned, chaste woman? Mr. Gordon, you’ve found a treasure!"

Hearing this, Michael’s face darkened instantly, and all the smiles vanished. Looking at the naked man on the ground next to him, a murderous intent that had been hidden for a long time began to spread in his eyes.

How dare this beast try to touch his wife? Did his ancestral courage from eighteen generations add up to enough?

"Take good care of him and don’t let him die!" Michael ordered Adam, who was standing on the man’s body, "I’ll deal with him personally later. If I don’t kill him, I won’t be a Gordon!"

Daring to touch his woman and stripping like this in front of his wife.

He had a few playthings for him!

"Yes, Boss!" Adam grinned mischievously, his face showing a wicked smile. He moved his foot on the man’s body down a bit, aiming at the useless thing that had been shot.

"Ah!"

Another piercing scream tore through the sky as the agonizing pain seemed to take away his life, "Kill me!"

This pain was truly worse than death!

He didn’t know who he had offended. It had been a long time since he’d touched a woman, so when he heard there was a woman he could have for free, he went to kidnap her. But why did such a person suddenly appear?

"Killing you would be too easy!"

Michael’s cold voice seemed to squeeze through a gap in his tongue as anger erupted from his heart, "People like you deserve to suffer more than death!"

"Ah...Who are you?"

The man lying on the ground, writhing in pain, finally remembered the person before him.

Michael raised his head and looked down at him, his cold breath uttering three words softly: "Michael-Gordon!"

These three words seemed to explode in the man’s mind, scaring him into silence for a minute.

Michael Gordon’s name was like a bomb exploding in his mind. His gaze lingered on the woman in Michael’s arms for a moment before he finally understood and came to his senses.

No wonder she was so stubborn and fierce, daring to negotiate terms with him. Most women, when they heard they would be raped and then killed, were scared to death, but she was calm enough to talk to him about being touched or not. Such a courageous and rational woman shouldn’t have been ordinary.

It turns out she was Michael Gordon’s woman!