Unconscious Husband: Meet Her Love In Silence by Ken Slaner

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The human traffickers confronting Ariana had caught on to her ploy at this point.

Their faces darkened when they realized she was stalling for time, and they cursed at her in ire, “Bitch! Don’t think you can get out of this. No one is coming to save you.”

Ariana tried to reason with them, but they cussed her out again and refused to compromise in any further conversation with her, advancing toward her swiftly to take away her and Remy’s phones.

Seeing them approach, Ariana exchanged a glance with Remy.

They seized the moment and rushed to the traffickers, catching them off guard and engaging in a fierce struggle.

The elderly man jumped back from the commotion, panic flitting across his expression as he contemplated making a run for it. But Ariana caught his intentions and snapped at him in frustration, “If you want your grandson back, help us!”

The old man hesitated for a moment but subsequently circled the scuffle to rescue the children.

He hurriedly began untying the rope binding them, but one of the traffickers spotted what he was doing and moved to put a stop toit.

These traffickers were ruthless desperados, disregardful of the fear of death and vindictive to the core.

One of them brandished a knife and menacingly loomed toward the old man, who had released the children and scrambled away in terror.

Fearing the old man would slip away and call for help, the trafficker gave chase to him.

Seeing the knife, the children’s cries turned into screams of terror, filling the turmoil in the air.

Remy reacted instantly and bolted forward to shield them while Ariana was still caught up in grappling with the other trafficker. Breathing heavily, she shouted to Remy, “Take the children and go!”

“No! | can’t just leave. What about you?” Remy cradled the two sobbing children protectively in his arms, his face pale.

He was reluctant to leave because he worried that if he left, Ariana would have to fight off the trafficker alone.

Ariana, unflinching in the face of danger, did her utmost to block the trafficker’s path from the children, swerving away whenever he swung at her.

With a shriek, she urged Remy again, “I said take the children and go! Get help! You have better stamina than me and can take care of the two kids. I’ll be fine. | have a plan.”

Every second counted in this perilous situation, and Remy knew that.

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