One Birth Two Treasures: The Billionaire's Sweet Love Chapter 1987 - You will be safe with me around.

Chapter 1987: You will be safe with me around.

“You’re the one who killed your child! It’s you—not me! You’re the one who brought upon your suffering!”

Mu Wanrou lost consciousness momentarily before hatred revived her. The expression on her face turned savage and hideous like a predatory beast on the prowl.

No woman would have been able to exhibit such beastly aggression, yet the aura of terrifying wrath emanating from her was unmistakable!

“I’ll kill you! I’ll kill you!” hollered her enemy; her voice had become hoa.r.s.e and desperate by then. The s.p.a.cious rooftop reverberated with her chilling threat.

Without knowing how the other woman mustered her fearsome strength to leap, the actress was, again, embroiled in a tough tussle.

The two tumbled to the ledge as they exchanged blows and punches.

Beyond the ledge was the ground of over a hundred meters away. One wrong move from either of them, and one or both could end up in pieces below.

“I’ll kill you! I’ll kill you, Yun s.h.i.+s.h.i.+! You ought to die! You deserve to die! Go to h.e.l.l!” The other woman started to retaliate in words and action.

The actress did not relent as well, and she attacked and defended herself simultaneously. The two were covered in wounds by now.

Mu Wanrou, especially, looked pathetic with bruises on her face and the profuse bleeding of her nape. The hospital uniform that she was wearing was torn and tattered beyond recognition, too.

The protagonist was slightly better than her, where the corner of her lips only had a slight bruise. However, her forehead was also bleeding badly. At that point, the clothes on her had been coated in dust.

Nonetheless, her nemesis was quick to execute a deadly move by grabbing her throat in her momentary lapse.

The actress could feel herself asphyxiating as her windpipe was squeezed by a crus.h.i.+ng strength.

Darkness descended upon her eyes—

There came a loud PONG!

In the next second, Mu Wanrou’s eyes flipped upward as her body froze before tilting over to the side.

The artist struggled to open her eyes. As she was holding her throat helplessly, Hua Jin’s anxious-looking countenance befell her eyes.

“s.h.i.+s.h.i.+—”

He helped her up and held her in his arms. His eyes simmered with heart-wrenching tears as he looked her all over and saw her body covered in wounds and scratches; this was especially so when he took in the nasty gash on her forehead.

“Don’t worry; it’s me—Hua Jin! I’m sorry I’m late!”

The actress instinctively fell into a defensive stance again and tried to break free from his hold. The man quickly comforted her to pacify her fearful mood.

He had wanted to turn in for the night after she went out of her room, but the more he thought about it, the fis.h.i.+er the whole business seemed to him.

From what he knew of her agent, there would be nothing too important that he would suggest meeting at such an odd place when he could just speak to her on the phone or in their room.

It was too coincidental, too, when he learned that the reception’s database was hacked.

Everything appeared too fishy for him to ignore, so he decided to hurry along the rooftop, too.

There were two ways to access the rooftop. Yun s.h.i.+s.h.i.+ had taken Route A, whereas he had taken the other route.

Once he reached the last floor, he found the exit closed and locked. There was a pa.s.sageway linking both routes, but the door to it was locked as well. Left with no other option, he retraced his steps and took the lift to the other route. The exit was unlocked for it.

When he opened the door and stepped onto the rooftop, he witnessed this frightening scene of the two women fighting fiercely just a few meters away from the edge.