Chapter 1063 Why Was It Him?
Coby's five fingers were like iron pincers, firmly pressing on her scalp.
The vague voice of a man sounded in her ears as if it came from very far away.
"First, close your eyes and empty your mind. Don't resist it. Yes, that's right..."
......
Clarissa felt as if she'd arrived in a strange place.
It was completely white, like if she'd stepped into a mystical place shrouded in mist.
She was the only person in the world. Then, she walked forward in a daze. Suddenly, she kicked something and came to a halt.
Looking down, she found that it was a person.
The man was seriously injured. His white garments were soaked, and bright red blood streamed from his back, turning the water into a pool of blood.
"Save... save me..."
The man said in a hoarse voice.
Clarissa looked around and didn't see anyone else. She squatted down and wanted to help him up.
As she got closer, she could see the man's face clearly and immediately felt a violent shock.
Coby? Why was it him?
"No. That's not right!"
What kind of place was this? No... Wasn't she... wasn't she pregnant?
Clarissa quickly recognized that what she was seeing was not real. It was just an illusion.
To put it another way, it was the part of her memory that she had previously lost.
The sound of seawater splashing against the ship's body could be heard. This indicated they were on a cruise ship at the time.
Could it be that she had met Coby here in the past?
Realizing this, Clarissa came to her senses.
At that moment, she couldn't care less about others. She swiftly assisted him in standing and walked outside.
Outside, the sun shone brightly on her head, and the dazzling light was reflected in the waves. So, she couldn't help but close her eyes.
However, there was a sudden gunshot at this instant.
Shots went out, and all she felt was her body swaying. The man next to her pressed her to the ground to avoid the gunfire.
Clarissa's face became pale as she was frightened. On the other hand, Coby's voice was raspy when she heard him say, "Assist me in getting to the lower cabin. There's a yacht there that we can use to leave."
Hearing that, Clarissa nodded.
She listened to Coby for no apparent reason, but it was clear that the cruise ship was in chaos.
Gunshots could be heard everywhere. From the sound, one could tell that those guns were equipped with sound suppressors.
It was clear that these people intended to carry out a massacre and leave no survivors.
If she did not leave quickly, she and Coby would almost certainly be put to death.
Clarissa gritted her teeth and helped Coby to the lower cabin. Following that, Coby ordered her to dock the yacht. After Clarissa did as she was told, Coby climbed the ladder and boarded the yacht.
However, a man's harsh voice sounded from behind. "Do not move!"
Her entire body stiffened. She turned around to see a familiar face.
No, it was not a face that she was familiar with.
Although all were the same, their temperaments were vastly different.
She would never forget Anderson's calm and attractive demeanor when he faced her.
This man in front of her, on the other hand, was cold and cruel. He was like a wild eagle lurking in the dark. With just one glance, she felt as if her heart had been pierced.
She stared at Anderson, and so did Anderson.
He was still holding the gun in his hand.
After a while, he suddenly pulled Clarissa over and handed her over to his men. Then he released the yacht and dove down, chasing Coby.
Seeing this, Clarissa could sense something collapsing in her chest.
It turned out that she and Anderson had met each other a long time ago.
However, he never told her about it. He didn't even mention it when she was at her wit's end because of the nightmare.
Clarissa closed her eyes and allowed his men to bind her and lead her into the cabin.
The cabin was very dark. She hid in the corner and did not speak.
Those people disregarded her after leaving her here and shut the door when they left.
Clarissa waited for a long time. It was not until late at night that she heard a sound from outside. Someone was coming.
The door then opened, and the familiar figure reappeared.
This time, Clarissa was calm.
When she looked at Anderson, her face was expressionless. She noticed an indifference in his gaze that she hadn't seen before.
"Bring her out."
After, Anderson turned around and left.
Someone pulled Clarissa up from the ground, then helped her up and stumbled to the deck.
At this time, the night was dark.
A crescent moon hovered in the sky. The moonlight reflected on the sea's surface, generating a silver ripple.
Someone pushed Clarissa onto the deck.
There was already a crowd. There were men and women, and they were all strangers. The only thing they had in common was that they were all dressed in black t-shirts and tight-fitting jeans. Plus, their expressions were cold.
For some reason, Clarissa felt a little nervous.
"Who are you? What do you want to do?"
No one answered her. "What's your relationship with the man you released this afternoon?" Anderson questioned coldly as he approached her.
Clarissa gave him a blank stare.
Anderson's mouth twisted into a smirk. It appeared to be as sharp as a knife from the bottom.
Her heart sank. Realizing something, she replied, "I... I don't know him. I came to work part-time here. I just happened to save him."
Hearing her reply, Anderson sneered.
"Is that so?"
He took a step forward and drew closer to her.
Clarissa stepped back subconsciously. Then, he added, "A part-time job? Do you know that all the members on this cruise ship are offenders? What kind of part-time job can you get here? Or do you think you can easily trick us?"
There was no way for Clarissa to retreat. She leaned her back against the fence, which was attached to a rope.
Immediately, she panicked as she recognized she was about to lose her center of gravity.
Looking behind, the sea under the night sky appeared to be a giant mouth waiting to devour her.
With a pale expression, she shook her head and muttered, "I really don't know him. I'm still a student. You can check my identity if you don't trust me. I'm not a bad person."
Raising his hand, Anderson then pinched her chin.
As if he didn't hear what she said, he urged, "Tell me! Where's Coby's territory?"
At this point, Clarissa heard her panicky voice.
"I don't know him. I really don't know anything. Please let me go!"
"You don't want to tell me? Then don't blame me for being rude."
Anderson abruptly lifted his hand as he spoke.
However, a bullet whizzed through the air at this precise moment.
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