Chapter 342
How My Ex Became My Next by Kirk Stanley ( Gilda Lynch )
Chapter 342
Seeing that Gilda was fine, Dillan relaxed momentarily. Then he noticed the girl beside Gilda.
He asked curiously, âWho are you?â
Connie fixed him with a sharp gaze and remained silent, refusing to answer.
Then Dillan looked carefully at the girl in of him.
He found the girl was delicate, so he touched her head and said, âItâs okay. You will be reunited with your family soon.â
But Connie dodged the body and avoided his touch.
âGet off mel
Dillan didnât expect this little girl to be pretty indifferent, âYou are not an adult, right?â
As as these words came out, Connie growled, âWho is not an adult? I am nineteen years old!â
âNineteen years old? Obviously, Dillan didnât believe it. After all, Connie looked stunted, but he did not refute her.
He
just urged, âDonât run out alone in the future. The world outside is hazardous. You are lucky to meet Gilda today. These traffickers are capable of everything. They may cut off your waist.â
Connieâs expression was tense as if she was holding back something.
Dillan also noticed something was wrong with her. âWhatâs the matter with ? Why do you look so pale?â As soon as he finished his words, Connie blacked out and fainted directly. Fortunately, Dillan quickly put his arms around her.
âWake up. Are you okay?â He shouted Connieâs name but didnât get any reply. Dillan had no choice but to send her to the hospital as soon as possible.
After examination, it was found that Connieâs body was full of trauma caused by the whip, especially on her back. The wound mixed with blood had already adhered to her clothes.
And throughout the process, Connie didnât cry out for pain.
After Dillan learned all this, he hated those people very much.
âHow dare these despicable creatures treat such a young girl in such a manner? Do they even possess any humanity?â
Gilda didnât expect things to turn out like this, and her tone was slightly resentful. âHuman traffickers can do anything. It is too much to shoot them.â
âHuman traffickers themselves should be cut into pieces.â
Gilda was indignant. She thought of Ernesto who had escaped. No matter what method she , she had to send him inside herself.
1/2
81%
chach M M M
Chapter 942
Meanwhile, a row of neat Bentley cars slowly drove in from the main road and finally stopped at the hospital gate.
The door of the lead car opened, and soon after, a man dressed in a butlerâs uniform hustled up to the middle car and opened the door.
âMr. Marsh, Ms. Marsh is in this hospital.â
Dentonâs angular face revealed no trace of extra emotion, and he hummed lightly before exiting the car.
He strode towards the hospital, followed by two rows of bodyguards.
When the dean led Denton to the word door, Gilda and Dillan looked at each other. Especially when Gilda saw the bodyguards following behind Denton, she already guessed that his identity was not simple.
Unexpectedly, Denton first, âYou must be Ms. Lynch, right?â
Gilda was surprised, âMay I know who you are?â
Denton motioned, and his butler behind him out a business card and handed it to Gilda.
âMs. Lynch, Iâm Denton Marsh.â
Hearing this name, Gildaâs heart skipped a beat. She glanced at the name card and was stunned.