After driving to the busy section of the road and making sure that the killer wouldn’t dare to follow them, Marlow let the car slid along the roadside and came to a stop slowly.
Scarlett, who was in a state of shock, was surprised that the man she disgusted had saved her. Without him, she would have been dead by now. She lifted her head and saw blood oozing out through his sleeve.
“Why would you take the bullet for me?” Scarlett asked.
“You are my wife. Who should I protect if I don’t protect you?” Marlow chuckled. He didn’t care much about his wound at all.
This kind of wound was nothing to him, but what happened was something of great importance. The car was missing this morning. And then the guard showed up. After that, somebody tried to kill them. It was a planned assassination.
