Secret Marriage, High-Profile Pampering!-Chapter 622: You Finally Came
Moreover, his injuries haven’t fully healed yet!
How can he face dozens, if not hundreds, of them all by himself now?
Summer Sutton stood rigidly in place, unmoving.
"I told you to run!" Manuel Ink turned his head and shouted at her again.
"If we go, we go together!" Summer Sutton simply pushed the bodyguard shielding her backward and stood firmly by his side, her attitude resolute.
Manuel Ink seemed to be stunned for a moment, staring at her stubborn face for a long while, then pushed her back into the group of bodyguards.
"Get her out of here, now!" He yelled at the bodyguards, his gaze returning to the Frenchman.
The situation was urgent, and the bodyguards had no time to think. They split into two groups; one group escorted Summer Sutton toward the direction of the vehicles on the road, while the other group stayed by the shore to protect Manuel Ink.
Summer Sutton was pushed along by several bodyguards the entire way.
She kept glancing sideways, watching Manuel Ink who remained standing in place, wanting to go back several times but was stopped by the bodyguards.
"Miss Little Sutton, trust my master, he’s never wrong." One of the bodyguards comforted her, continuing to escort her toward the roadside.
The Frenchman clearly wasn’t planning to let either Manuel Ink or her escape, splitting his people into two groups, one of which pursued Summer Sutton.
Summer Sutton was forcibly shoved into a car by the bodyguards, and with a roar, the car left the seaside.
The Frenchman’s men seemed to be in pursuit in their own vehicles, and Summer Sutton could only hear the rumbling car engines behind her.
Summer Sutton’s mind was a mess, still staring toward the shore.
Can Manuel Ink handle it?
With so many bodyguards gone, what will he do? 𝙛𝒓𝒆𝙚𝒘𝒆𝓫𝙣𝓸𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝒄𝒐𝓶
The bodyguard driving up front kept accelerating, maneuvering the car towards crowded places.
Reaching a spot full of intersections, they stopped the car and led Summer Sutton into the crowd, trying to lose their pursuers in the chaos.
"You don’t need to mind me, go protect your master! I’ll take care of myself!" Summer Sutton pushed the group away, running ahead by herself.
In fact, the bodyguards were also worried about Manuel Ink. Seeing Summer Sutton disappear into the crowd, they hesitated for a moment before getting back into the car and heading towards the seaside.
Amidst the noisy crowd, Summer Sutton kept running forward, not daring to look back.
Behind her, the sound of pursuing footsteps never ceased.
Every now and then, she could hear them shouting in French behind her.
Summer Sutton’s heart was pounding with fear, almost up to her throat.
After running the entire length of the street, she realized there was no way forward and yet couldn’t shake off her pursuers. Suddenly, she didn’t know what to do.
With a rigid gaze, she looked at the group behind her, and without thinking, dashed into a street on her left.
She was currently in a commercial area, with many streets, lots of people, and numerous stalls along the street.
Summer Sutton ran until her vision blurred, her limbs weak, feeling like her legs were going to give out.
Her pursuers were still behind her, their footsteps thumping relentlessly.
In her panic, Summer Sutton seemed to collide with someone.
All she felt was that her path was blocked, and she was startled.
Just as despair was about to set in, a familiar scent suddenly wafted past her nose.
Summer Sutton was momentarily dumbfounded, her mind lightly exploding.
Her stiff face lifted up, shocked as she looked at the man she’d collided with, stunned on the spot.
The man in front of her had strikingly distinct Oriental features, deep-set traits, standing out even in a world full of Europeans.
Summer Sutton stared at him for a long while, then opened her arms and embraced him tightly...
