?<strong>Chapter 571:</strong>
“Let go of me!” Jayden bellowed, wrenching himself free from Brook’s desperate grasp.
In a heartbeat, a phnx of bodyguards in ck materialized, forming an imprable wall in front of Jayden.
The hospital floor was a fortress now, sealed tight. The only souls present were embroiled in this dire confrontation.
Brook, knocked to the floor by Jayden’s explosive escape, clung to the wall, struggling to stand.
Guilt and helplessness painted his face as he croaked, “I’m sorry, but until our mission isplete, we can’t let you go.”
Jayden’s veins bulged like rivers on a map, his hands trembling as he fought to cling to hisst vestige of control. “I gave up our n,” he snarled. “Grandpa shoulde after me. Why target Elyse?”
Brook’s silence hung heavy in the air before he finally spoke. “Because of your betrayal, he won’t allow your baby to live. Both of you are marked for elimination.”
Jayden’s brow furrowed, his eyes aze with wrath. His body coiled like a spring, every muscle taut with suppressed rage.
Fists clenched, knuckles white, he trembled with the force of his anger.
His breath came in ragged gasps. His bloodshot eyes surveyed the wall of bodyguards before him.
With the ferocity of a cornered lion, he lunged, fists swinging, crashing into the throng of bodyguards.
Pandemonium erupted. Jayden, like a hurricane in human form, fought desperately to carve a path through the sea of bodyguards.
He had to reach Elyse. She awaited his rescue, counting on him to whisk her away. He couldn’t afford to fail her now.
Meanwhile, at the far end of the corridor, Elyse stood protectively in front of a trembling Fiona, facing Corrie with steely resolve.
Her eyes were cold, her voice unwavering as she demanded, “Corrie Bates, what are you trying to do?”
Corrie shrugged nonchntly. “I’m here for you, Elyse.”
Elyse’s gaze flickered to the door, silently willing someone to burst through.
Corrie, noticing her nce, chuckled. “Don’t bother waiting for Jayden. Even if he hears you, he won’t make it in time.”
She leaned in, her voice dripping with malice. “Who knows, Jayden might be getting the life beaten out of him as we speak.”
These words stabbed deeper into Fiona than Elyse.
She screamed and bolted, desperate to find Jayden.
If Jayden died, her dreams of marrying him and living a life of luxury would be shattered!
But the door to the doctor’s office was guarded, and Fiona was restrained before she could make it out.
Elyse, her focus razor-sharp on Corrie, ignored Fiona’s outburst. “So, what do you n to do to me today?”
Corrie’s lips curled into a sinister smile. “I admire your sharpness, Elyse. Yes, I have ns for you.”
Her gaze shifted to Elyse’s belly as she added, “Marrying Jayden was your choice. You should have been ready for the consequences.”
A cold dread washed over Elyse. She stepped back, struggling to maintain herposure. “What do you mean? I don’t understand.”
“What do I mean?” Corrie chuckled darkly. “I mean, don’t me me. You chose to marry Jayden. If not for that choice, you wouldn’t be losing your first baby.”
As Corrie’s words hung in the air, she gave a subtle wave of her hand, signaling the bodyguards.
Two bodyguards caught the signal and instantly seized Elyse, dragging her toward the door.
At that moment, the reality of the Owens’ intentions hit Elyse like a freight train. Terror and panic surged, but she clung to hope, fighting desperately.
She grabbed the door frame, fighting for every precious second, hoping against hope that Jayden woulde to her rescue.
Each second she resisted was another moment of hope for saving her baby.
But her strength was no match for the bodyguards.
They seemed to take twisted delight in prying her fingers from the doorframe, one by one, stripping away herst shreds of hope.
Finally, Elyse was hoisted up entirely by the two guards, carried toward the door. Despair engulfed her.
In a final, desperate plea, Elyse locked eyes with the stunned Fiona.
“Fiona, please, help me!” she cried out, her voice breaking with desperation. “I don’t want to lose my baby!”
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