Loving You In Secret

Chapter 442

Chapter 442

Chapter 442

Vicky thought that Harvey would bring her hope, but she found herself pushed deeper into despair instead.

When Harvey did not answer the call, she tried to call Cece, only to feel a sharp prick on the back of her neck.

Her gaze faded, and before she lost consciousness, she saw the young woman’s evil smile.

Five hours later, Harvey finally arrived at the hospital and found Gloria waiting by the entrance.

“I’m sorry, Harvey.”

He froze when he saw how perfectly healthy Gloria seemed. “Gloria, I thought…”

Gloria glanced at Selene, who was standing behind her, and said, “Selene had been foolish enough to mess with you. I called you as soon as I found out, but your phone was switched off. I tried texting you, but you haven’t replied either.”

The look in Harvey’s eyes darkened. He took one pointed look at her before turning to leave without a word.

Gloria’s eyes widened slightly. Harvey never treated her so coldly.

Seeing she was at fault, she hurried after him. “Harvey, did something happen?”

Harvey stilled and turned to look at her. “Can I borrow your phone?”

She nodded. “Here.”

He took the phone and dialed Vicky’s number. When he failed to reach her, his expression darkened, and he immediately tried to call Jackie instead.

Once the call was answered, Harvey blurted, “Jackie, it’s me. Is Vicky with you?”

“Mister Sparks… Miss Shaw.Js missing!” Jackie said.

“Aahh!”

Terrifying screams were heard from the room next door, followed by dark, evil chuckles.

“Oh, my. I just love breaking the legs of beautiful ladies… This feels so accomplishing!”

Vicky sobered and remembered where she was.

She was, once again, kidnapped and seemed to have been transported overseas. She was locked in a dark room, and someone would come to deliver one meal to her before locking the door.

She had been in the room for three days, and the room next door seemed to be a torture chamber as she heard screams and wails every day.

She curled up against herself at the screams, feeling like she was the one getting her legs broken.

Another day passed and the door to her room flew open. This time, it was not the person who came to deliver food for her.

The person would only open a small gap in the door as though they were concerned she might run if the door was completely opened.

Sunlight pierced through the opened door, and she narrowed her eyes at the light.

Once her eyes adjusted to the light, she looked up and saw a towering figure before her.

“Vicky,” a familiar, frosty voice rang. “Do you know what you’ve done wrong?