My Scheming Little Devil-Chapter 1114: I’ve Come Too Late

She had indeed fallen into the hands of the local organization.

Third Young Master Jun, driven mad, rushed back into the car, his face deathly pale, his eyes filled with bloodthirsty cruelty.

Half an hour later, the money had been transferred to the designated account, and Ling Kong and his team had used their high-tech equipment to lock onto their location—an abandoned, decrepit factory.

When Third Young Master Jun and his men arrived, they spread out around the target building, heeding the frosty commands of Third Young Master Jun; one group stealthily infiltrated while another team stood by outside for support.

The operation was executed with extreme speed. The local gangsters were no match for Third Young Master Jun’s elite subordinates and were swiftly overrun.

A group of masked gang members poured out of the rooms, and Feiyu and Ling Kong met them head-on, engaging in a fierce battle.

Third Young Master Jun’s eyes were bloodshot as he took down a person guarding the door, who was in a state of absolute terror.

Then he charged into the room.

While the fighting raged on outside, the room was eerily silent; all the kidnappers had gone to join the fight. The empty, dusty room filled with debris had just one person remaining.

Her hands were bound behind her, tied to a post, her head hanging limply and her hair disheveled, covering her face. Her breathing was weak, her body covered in bloodstained wounds.

What was more horrifying was the blood that pooled beneath her, the air thick with the scent of blood.

That blood wasn’t fake; it was real.

She shrank into herself, neurotically whispering in a low voice, "Don’t kick me, don’t kick me, it hurts so much, my stomach hurts so much, save me, someone save me..."

Third Young Master Jun shuddered all over, stricken as if hit by lightning from the ninth heaven. His handsome face was frozen in shock, fear, and utter heartbreak. His breathing stalled.

Their child, their child...

His chest felt torn apart by pain. His face ashen, he stumbled and lurched forward, kneeling before her, his fingers trembling as he brushed her hair aside to see her face stained with tears and terror.

Sensing someone’s presence, she immediately screamed, recoiling backward.

"It’s me, Lu’er, it’s me, don’t be afraid," Third Young Master Jun said, his heart tearing apart as he trembled holding her pale face, "I’m sorry, I came too late."

Ye Lu suddenly looked up at him, her eyes empty and despairing, unable to stop the flow of tears.

Suddenly, she laughed in grief, the laughter choked with sobs.

"Jun Huang, our child... haha, are you satisfied now?"

"I’m sorry, I’m so sorry," tears of agony fell from Third Young Master Jun’s eyes, his voice as if coming from the depths of his chest, filled with the mournful cry of a beast. In this moment, he wished he could shred himself to pieces—it was all his fault, all because of him.

"I was insane. I thought that by pushing you away, I could make you a bit happier. But I never realized that I love you the most, yet in the end, I cruelly hurt you with my own hands, Lu’er, I’m so sorry!"

"You love me? You’re lying to me again?" She looked at him numbly, like a white flower about to be snapped. 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ𝓋𝑒𝑙.𝑐𝘰𝑚

Third Young Master Jun held her tightly, his heart filled with pain: "I do love you, I’ve always loved you, and my love for you has never stopped. I only wanted you to have a better life, that’s why I forced you to leave me."

He painfully let go of her, steadying her face.

"Don’t be afraid, I’ll take you to the hospital, you won’t have any trouble, I won’t let anything happen to you."

Just as he was about to pick her up, Ye Lu’s eyes filled with tears, crying and laughing at once, showing relief, "Jun Huang, you’ve finally admitted that you love me."

Third Young Master Jun paused.

"Cut, that’s a wrap!" A clapperboard sounded, and suddenly a crowd of people surged out from the adjacent room.