Wrong Marriage and Sweet Love

She realized that she had been kidnapped.

Her mind got gradually cleared and she vaguely recalled the scene when she was held hostage. Just in front of DeNox, she was waiting for a red light and preparing to cross the crosswalk when several large trucks drove slowly past her.

Suddenly, one of the big trucks slowed down and suddenly opened the side door in front of her, with two masked men inside, who instantly dragged her forcibly into the carriage. It happened so fast that she had no time to react.

Then later, she only felt a pain in the back of her head and lost consciousness.

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Right now, it seemed that she is the only one in the carriage. The two masked men who previously held her into the truck were not around.

It lookd like they’ve moved her somewhere else while she was unconscious.

Now, there was no telling where they were taking her and what they were going to do with her.

The boundless darkness, the confusion of the unknown, and the helplessness of not being able to resist put her in deep fear. Intuition told her that this was not a simple kidnapping, whoever took her here seemed to want her life.

She didn’t know what she had offended that they would just have to take her life.

She calmed herself down over and over again.

Lost contact with the outside world. Right now, she could only relied on herself.

At this moment, Luther was anxiously awaiting news from the second precinct.

Suddenly, his cell phone rang.

There was silence all around, and the sudden ringing of the phone made him instantly nervous.

It was an unfamiliar number.

Karl moved closer up, looked at his phone, quickly connected a cable to Luther’s phone, and then signaled that Luther could answer the call.

Luther pressed the answer button.

It was a female from the other end, apparently using a voice processer.

“Luther, your wife is in my hands now. If you dare to call the police, she will immediately become a corpse!” The woman made a direct threat.

Karl gestured with his eyes to Luther to keep her talking as long as possible.

It would take some time before they could locate the exact location of the caller.

“What do you want? Can I believe you ? You have Joyce?” Luther asked calmly.

“I’ll tell you later what I want. I have just sent you a photo.”

Luther hurriedly looked through the messages on his phone, and sure enough, a photo was sent to him.

In the photo, Joyce was lying on the ground, her body curled up, her hands tied behind her back, her lips taped, and her eyes, usually crystal-clear, now closed lifelessly.

Luther watched and felt his chest being slammed so hard that he couldn’t catch his breath.

He was angry, his dark eyes burning with a blazing flame, and his hand almost crushing his phone.

“Again, if you call the police, I’ll kill her right now.”

She was going to hang up the phone.

Luther’s voice was extremely cold, as if it could freeze and crack everything on earth, and he warned harshly, “You can ask for as much as you want, but if you dare to touch her, I will make sure you all shall be buried with her!”

As he spoke, a violent and ruthless aura emanated from his body, as if he wanted to destroy everything around him.

The police officers around them shuddered. They had never seen Luther being like this, as if the sky was falling.