Reclaiming the CEO's Heart

Chapter 44 Escape

Chapter 44 Escape

"Avery, do you know how miserable Grace was when you were being treated like a princess? I

personally went to the mountain village where she used to live. It was desolate and impoverished. Most

people couldn't even have a decent meal for three days. I heard she was originally bought to be a child

bride, locked up like a dog in a woodshed since she was a child. She was a pampered little princess in

the Hill family, but there, she had to work like an ox or a horse. She endured so much suffering for

years, and it was a hard-won opportunity for her to come to Astire. If she had held on a little longer, I

could have found her."

Choked by his grip, Avery was unable to speak. A feeling of suffocation gradually crept in. She pushed

against Jacob, tears streaming down her face, trying to awaken his reason.

However, Jacob was immersed in the painful memories. "She was humiliated by that beast Martin,

strangled and stuffed into a box by him. She was so desperate then... Look, just like you are now. Can

you feel her pain a little?"

"Let... me go!" Avery struggled to no avail.

Jacob's eyes were bloodshot, like a wild beast that had lost its sanity.

Avery was gasping for breath, knowing that if this continued, she would be choked to death by him.

She had no choice but to continue struggling.

"Avery, I had already decided to let you go, but you barged in on your own."

Jacob's expression became increasingly fanatical, and his eyes seemed to lose focus. He said in a

leisurely tone, "Avy, how about we go down together to accompany Grace? She must be scared down

there, all alone. Wouldn't death be a relief from all this pain?"

As he spoke these words, Avery felt that Jacob had completely lost his mind. In her struggle, Jacob

accidentally touched the wound she had sewn up just last night, causing it to tear open. Blood seeped

through her white silk nightgown.

The red stained Jacob's eyes, and only then did he release his grip. Avery's body slumped to the

ground. Jacob wanted to examine her wound, but Avery quickly retreated backward, watching him with

a vigilant look.

Jacob stiffly withdrew his hand, only then realizing what he had just done. He had almost killed Avery.

"Your hand..." he said in a hoarse voice.

However, Avery had already gotten up from the ground, picked up her down jacket from the sofa, and

left the Hill residence, braving the cold wind.

The moment he had her by the throat, she truly thought she was going to die. After death, all that

remained was endless chill. This was the closest she had ever been to death, and it wasn't as calm as

she had imagined.

She had only one thought: escape!

Jacob lowered his head and stared blankly at his hands. How could he have done such a thing to

Avery? The raging cold wind blew in from the entrance, temporarily restoring his sanity.

Thinking of Avery's frightened departure, with heavy snow falling outside, he quickly got into his car and

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Hearing the sound of a car approaching from behind, Avery instinctively hid behind a nearby tree. She

watched Jacob leave, trembling with fear until she was sure the danger had passed.

Trembling, she took out her phone, hesitated for a moment, and then dialed Isabella's number.

Isabella's nonchalant voice came through, "What's up, bestie? Missing me?"

Suppressing her crying, Avery cleared her throat and said, "Bella, could you come pick me up?"