PopularNovelChapter 1345: It seemed the baby sensed the urgency because as soon as Harlee spoke, the discomfort eased.
Relieved, Harlee removed her hand from her stomach, drew a gun from her belt, and fired at the central point.
The shot cracked the glass barrier, and suddenly, the chamber began to sink rapidly.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHarlee knew she couldn't rely on any help now. She lay down, methodically removing shards of glass.
When Rhys first saw Harlee's blood-covered face, his heart felt like it was breaking. He screamed in anguish, "Harlee, what the hell are you doing?" Harlee attempted a weary smile, reassuring him lightly. "Stay still and don't move. It'll slow the descent." "Go up! You fucking go up!" Rhys was frantic, unable to imagine how she was methodically dismantling the barrier with her bare hands.
He fought back tears, begging desperately, "Harlee, I fucking beg you, go up, please?" Find your next adventure at ga ln o vlsHe was too afraid to move, and even if he had wanted to, he couldn't. The moment he jumped up or attempted to use brute force to break the barrier, the machine would descend at an incredible speed, a hundred times faster. Not only would he have no...
Chance of survival, but neither would Harlee. As a result, he could only steady his movements in the space and helplessly plead with her to go up and leave him behind.
Standing atop the structure, Harlee felt the sharp chill of the wind from below and sensed their rapid descent accelerating. With determination, she tuned out Rhys' pleas and focused on her task, methodically tapping at the glass, removing pieces one by one, and casting them aside.
Rhys observed Harlee's frantic efforts, feeling his blood run cold and his heart throbbing with pain, nearly overwhelming him. He yelled with desperation, "Harlee, I beg you, please go up! I'll fight with every ounce of strength to survive, okay?" Still, Harlee did not respond to his pleas.
"Honey, I'm begging you, please go up... I beg you..." Rhys' voice broke, soaked in deep sadness and desperation, but Harlee's pace only quickened. She couldn't afford to have an accident. She was carrying their child.
At that moment, Rhys felt an agonizing sense of helplessness unlike any he had experienced in his thirty-syears. The love of his life was right in front of him, and yet he felt powerless. He had to depend on her, even though it meant her constantly hurting herself to save them both.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThis time, Rhys finally grasped why Harlee would blherself and sink into depression after seeing him fall off a cliff. If anything happened to Harlee now, he knew he would never forgive himself, withering away in guilt and grief.
Despite the glass slicing into her palms, causing excruciating pain m Harlee gritted her teeth and hurled the last shard away. She then reached down and called out, "Grab my hand. I'll take you home!"
Looking up at her blood-soaked m hands, Rhys' heart was torn. His lips quivered, but he knew he couldn't waste a moment, understanding the stakes Harlee was placing on saving them both. "I can use my strength," he said. Harlee gave a slight nod, her eyes filled with hope. As their hands met, she summoned all her strength to pull him up. However, she still couldn't use much force.
As Rhys clasped her hand, he used the momentum from the glass wall, leaped out, and quickly released her hand, grabbing the rope above. He then propelled himself back down. He executed these maneuvers in under three minutes.
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