Torn Between Love and Hate

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Chapter 212 I Don’t Want To

Without hesitation, Ashton took his phone and walked over step by step..

Chandler aimed the gun at hdim, thought for a moment, and then switched to pointing it at Deborah.

As Ashton approached, Chandler finally saw the video content on his phone clearly.

The person above was indeed Jane. Chandler’s pupils constricted, and he tightened his grip on the

gun in his hand.

His attention shifted slightly to the phone screen, discerning the authenticity of that video.

Soon, he realized that something was amiss.

Indeed, Jane was Jane, but the place she found herself in seemed very familiar.

Upon closer inspection, Chandler realized, wasn’t this Black Manor?

Chandler frowned. “Ashton, I knew it…”

Before he could finish speaking, Ashton suddenly dropped his phone and lunged forward.

Chandler completely lost control, pointing the gun at the kneeling Deborah and fired without hesitation.

Ashton lunged forward, trying to sna tch the gun from his grasp.

But it was already too late, the bullet had left the chamber, speeding through the air.

Chandler aimed the gun at Deborah’s head, but Ashton quickly stepped in front of her. Chandler’s hand

trembled, and the bullet hit Ashton’s thigh.

Blood gushed from the thigh wound in an instant. Ashton dropped to one knee and swiftly grabbed

Chandler’s wrist

with his free hand.

Chandler roared like an enraged lion, his throat bellowing with fury as he desperately fired his gun

again.

Two bullets in a row hit Ashton’s arm and the side of his lower abdomen.

Ashton couldn’t hide; Deborah was right behind him.

Deborah was bound hand and foot, lying on the ground, unable to move..

He dodged, and the bullet would hit her.

Brandon hurried forward to help, but after taking just two steps, his legs trembled with fear, causing him

to slip and

fall on the snow.

Chandler grifed his teeth and cursed angrily, “You useless piece of trash!”

Brandon shakily got up and reached out to grab Deborah, intending to push her off the cliff.

With a swift and powerful motion, Ashton, who hadn’t been hit by a bullet, sna tched the gun from

Chandler’s hand

using his uninjured arm.

He grabbed the wheelchair armrest and gave it a fierce push. In an instant, Chandler was like a stone

being thrown away, falling off the cliff along with the wheelchair.

Below the cliff, his screams quickly faded away, vanishing without a trace.

Ashton didn’t bother with the person who fell, quickly turning around and firing a shot at Brandon’s

head.

Before Brandon could even process what was happening, his body suddenly jolted, and he fell down

together with

Chandler.

And just like that, the two people disappeared without a trace.

Only a large pool of strikingly red blood on the snowy ground served as evidence of everything that had

just

transpired.

The police, hiding not far away, quickly rushed over upon hearing the gunshots.

Ashton was still kneeling on one knee, his eyes a deep red as he watched the two people fall.

In the blink of an eye, everything fell into a silence as deep as death.

His body was extremely tense, as he stared at the deep cliff before him and the faintly visible sea

below.

It wasn’t until the hurried footsteps of the police approached that he snapped back to reality, slowly

turning his gaze

towards Deborah.

Blood stained Deborah’s face, her complexion as pale as the snow. Her eyes were hollow and lifeless,

unblinkingly staring at him.

It wasn’t until their eyes met that she snapped out of her trance-like state, letting out a scream of terror.

Ashton couldn’t stand up, but he tried to move closer to her.

He knew he had just killed two people, and Deborah was frightened, afraid of him.

He spoke up, trying to explain, “Debby, I… I didn’t mean to.”

He didn’t want to hurt anyone, let alone kill them..

Ever since the events that took place three years ago, he knew very well that the deepest impression

he had left in Deborah’s heart was one of cruelty, ruthlessness, and heartlessness.

So now, the last thing he wanted to do was anything cruel, ruthless, or heartless.

Deborah’s body curled up, her mouth opened, but she couldn’t make a sound.

Panic engulfed her like deep water, leaving her gasping for air and struggling to breathe.

She looked at Ashton, who was covered in blood, and then at the large pool of fresh blood on the

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All the things he had done to her in the past came flooding back, vividly playing out in her mind, one

after another, as if they were happening all around her.

Ashton struggled to approach her, while fear and wariness surfaced on Deborah’s face. Desperately,

she tried to

retreat further back.

She let out a strained, heavy gasp from her throat.

A voice in her head screamed desperately, she was afraid of this person, she was terrified of this

person..

Ashton finally stopped moving. He could tell that she wanted to hide, unwilling to let him get close.

He knelt down, and due to the intense pain, he simply fell over, collapsing onto the snowy ground.

The blood drained rapidly from his body, and darkness gradually enveloped his vision. He soon lost

consciousness due to the rapid blood loss.

Vance exclaimed urgently, “Hurry, call an ambulance!”

Just now, the police came over with Ashton and called for an ambulance at the foot of the mountain.

However, the police couldn’t directly show themselves. If they did, Chandler would only become more

agitated, and it could very likely put Deborah in danger.

Ashton said that they couldn’t let the police follow them up the mountain, so the officers could only lie in

ambush nearby.

Immediately, a police officer contacted the ambulance at the foot of the mountain, asking them to come

up and rescue the injured person.

Deborah had just been terrified, and it was only now, upon seeing the police, that she realized she was

truly safe.

On the way here, she was grabbed by the hair by Chandler, her head repeatedly hitting the car window

and door.

Blood was flowing from his head, and as his consciousness gradually returned, he began to clearly feel

the intense

pain.

She looked at Ashton, who had fainted and was lying on the ground, then at the blood all over the floor,

and finally at the police officers.

The view is still somewhat unclear, as if veiled by a layer of gauze.

Vance met her gaze, thinking she was worried about Ashton. He immediately approached her.

“Don’t worry too much, the ambulance is at the foot of the mountain and will be here shortly. We will do

our best to save you and Mr. Mullen right away. I’m sure Mr. Mullen will pull through.”

Ashton was hit by three bullets, but fortunately, none of them struck a vital spot.

However, considering his current physical condition, it’s hard to say whether he can pull through after

sustaining such severe injuries.

Deborah remained silent as two ambulances quickly pulled up..

The stretcher carried her and Ashton separately onto the ambulance, which quickly headed down the

mountain.

Vance left a few officers behind to gather information on the scene and to look into Chandler and

Brandon’s

whereabouts.

Of course, falling from such a high cliff would lead straight into the deep sea below.

In this kind of weather, one would surely freeze to death in no time if they fell into the deep sea, not to

mention the risk of drowning.

So, it was almost certain that no matter how much they searched, at most they would only be able to

recover two

bodies.

After following the procedure and leaving a police officer to handle the situation here, Vance and the

other officers went to the hospital ahead of the ambulance.

On the way to the hospital, he suddenly remembered something and called Joseph.

“Mr. Black, we’ve found them. Ms. Shepherd and Mr. Mullen are injured and on their way to the hospital

in an ambulance. Chandler and Brandon fell off a cliff, and their condition is currently unknown.”

He thought for a moment and continued, “In that case, I’ll tell you the name of the hospital, and you can

go there

directly.”