Chapter 679 The Rib Might Be Broken
Matthew looked at Mary. "Can you run?"
"Yeah," she nodded.
Matthew tightened his grip on her hand, glancing up at the ceiling and seeing the beams about to collapse.
His eyes turned cold. "Run!"
They sprinted towards the exit together!
Flames licked at their clothes, but they couldn't afford to care, their eyes fixed on the exit.
Just then, the sound of wood cracking came from above.
Mary's heart tightened, but before she could react, Matthew shoved her forward.
A heavy crash sounded behind her, momentarily smothering the flames.
Mary turned, her face pale, to see Matthew pinned under a beam, flames spreading over him.
"Matthew!" she screamed, rushing back.
Her heart ached unbearably when she saw him trapped, and the emotional walls she'd built crumbled. Tears streamed down her face.
"Go, get out!" Matthew shouted when he saw her return.
But speaking caused him intense pain in his chest—he guessed his ribs were broken.
The burning sensation on his body grew worse as the flames reached him.
At that moment, bodyguards burst in, working together to lift the beam. Matthew felt a sudden lightness, then everything went dark.
Before losing consciousness, he felt someone gently holding his face. The hand was warm, and he wanted to grasp it, but he had no strength left.
Roy was taken to the police station again.
This time, with charges of kidnapping, extortion, and attempted murder, and his prior record, he was looking at a lifetime in prison.
At the hospital.
When Shirley arrived, she found Mary sitting disheveled on a chair, staring at the floor, lost in thought.
"Mary," Shirley approached, touching her shoulder. "Are you okay? Are you hurt?"
Mary looked up slightly, her face smudged with dirt, hair in disarray, and a handprint on her cheek. Her eyes were red, her voice hoarse. "I'm fine, but Matthew..."
Shirley's emotions were a whirlwind.
Who could have imagined something like this would happen the day before the trial?
Matthew had saved Mary.
Based on Mary's condition, Shirley realized that Mary had been deeply confused.
Could they still go through with the divorce?
"Mary," Shirley suggested, "why don't you go home and clean up? You must be uncomfortable like this."
Mary shook her head. "I'm not leaving."
She wanted to wait until Matthew was safe before she left.
When Herman arrived, he saw Mary and Shirley sitting silently on the chairs.
He gave Mary a complicated look. "Honestly, I was hoping you two would divorce quickly. That way, nothing would hold him back."
He sighed. "But he doesn't want to. Mary, do you know why?"
Mary remained silent.
Shirley interjected, "What's the point of talking about this now? Mary doesn't love him anymore."
Herman chuckled. "What does he know about love? He grew up in an environment that never taught him what love is. He once saw his mother jump from a building while his father held his mistress, completely indifferent. How could he believe in love after that?"
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