Sweet Stares to My Own CEO

CHAPTER 114

With a raging feeling Mia stood wrapped herself in a blanket and walked towards the table grabbing the fruit knife left behind by Keti.

He would definitely do so, after all there was no reason for him to stay in the world in such a state of shame. Although Andra is entitled to him but he really can not force him what else he does not give comfort inwardly to him.

There's no way he'll spend the rest of his life with someone like Andra. The only option is to run, but run where, even if he is able to run to the end of the world then Andra will still find it and then will get even worse torment.

It is better to find peace by following his parents than to survive with a man who brings suffering throughout his life.

With a single pull of blood flowed from his wrist and he fell down with twitching eyes and finally reached the bottom of the darkness that would relieve his pain.

....

When Andra came out of the bathroom she found Mia on the floor with a blanket full of blood and a knife in her hand.

Instantly, Andra was struck by lightning and ran to grab Mia in her arms, bringing her down to the floor.

"Quick call the hospital" Andra sped up her steps towards the car and immediately darted to the hospital with the unconscious Mia in her arms. He repeatedly checked to see if the woman was still with him.

Mia looked pale and her body slowly turned blue due to the lack of blood. His body temperature has also dropped dramatically and is so slow in Andra's decapitation.

All the best doctors have handled Mia and she ordered that this news should not be leaked out including to her family.

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When Mia wakes up, she is alone with the north pole in the room. As soon as he opened his eyes saw the face of the man he hated the most, his body stiffened and his eyes filled with fear. Of course he did not dare to cry when he tried to curse in his heart to say swear words so that he could hold back the tears that had rebelled to appear.

He recalled the night full of grief and pain he had experienced, the only precious thing he kept alive was being forcibly snatched away by a cruel and cold-hearted man.

Clearly whoever he was in his position would choose the same choice as him. He was still sane and he could still think with the future he would live with all the hopes he held tightly had been seized by force forcing him to give it his all.

What else can be a reason to keep breathing if you already have nothing, you are not yours anymore. Even to choose life or death he has no right and can only rely on hands that are more powerful than him.

He awoke from his fear and tried to distance himself to the far end of the spacious bed. If only the infusion could be drawn further he would run away and leave the place even though he knew that he could not control his life freely because he was being controlled by a pole the North holds everything in its hands.

Frightened he wrapped his whole body in a blanket curled up in the corner of the bed against Andra. At least by turning away from ******* that he can feel calmer.