My Billionaire Husband

Fortunately, Charles's car was new with a powerful engine, stopping at a very short distance, preventing them from crashing.

The two cars nearly hit, almost like a warning. Both Sarah and Charles were startled and broke out in a cold sweat.     

Charles got out of the car to ask the driver what happened, but before he reached the vehicle, a group of strong men, masked with black stockings, rushed out of the woods, and one of them hit Charles on the back of the head with something heavy. Charles fainted immediately.

Sarah had been watching them and yelled, "Charles!" and was about to get off to help him when one of the masked men opened the car and pulled her out. Sarah finally understood what was going on. Trying to resist, she firmly grasped onto the car, struggling, as she asked, "Who are you? What are you doing? You are breaking the law, let me go, let me go!"     

But her struggles were useless as the men were much stronger than her and pulled her out the car with ease. Before she could do anything, her mouth and nose were covered with a clot, and she fainted after screaming wildly. Once she was out, one of the men carried her on his shoulder to the minibus opposite the road.

Next thing Sarah knew, someone was pouring a basin of water on her to wake her up. In this cold winter, the basin of water felt like a piercing blade itching on her body, causing her pain. She tried hard to open her eyes to look around but could only see a few strange fat men standing in front of her and stared at her indifferently.

She was tied onto a pillar in what seemed to be an abandoned warehouse.

Sarah immediately remembered what had happened and knew she had been kidnapped. Fearful, she stared at the men. "Who are you? What are you going to do?"

"Hum! You don't need to know who we are!" One of them sneered at her.

"Why are you kidnapping me, you criminals?" Sarah shouted out.

"Hum, do you think people like us are afraid of being called criminals?" One man, who seemed to be the leader of them, sneered, holding a knife in his hand. The knife looked very sharp and frightened, Sarah.

Sarah had been staring at the knife the whole time. Although she was very frightened and nervous, she clenched her fist and tried to keep calm. At this time, she must not act rashly. She must calm down and think of ways to escape or to deal with them. After calming down, Sarah asked, "What did you do to Charles? Where is he?"

"You're kidnapped and tied up in an abundant warehouse, and you ask about your man before yourself? Aha-ha-ha-ha-ha!" The leader laughed ironically.

Sarah didn't know what he meant and was afraid that something might happen to Charles from the way he got hit before she was kidnapped. She shouted again. "What on earth did you do to Charles?"

"Aha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha…" They all burst into laughter, looking at her ironically. One of them finally said, "Such a fool! But does Charles love her? Aha-ha-ha-ha-ha-hah…"

"What do you mean?" Sarah stared at them, coldly.

"Hum, what do we mean? You will know soon enough, how silly you really are!"

"Why did you kidnap me for money? Or did someone hire you for this? Who hired you?" Sarah questioned them coldly as she became more and more skeptical about their intentions. If they were just ordinary kidnappers, the only thing that would want was money. Given that Charles was a wealthy businessman, it was a possibility.

However, so far, nobody had spoken about money, but mentioned her relationship with Charles, mocking her that Charles didn't love her, trying to make her doubt him. What they really wanted was to alienate her from Charles. She couldn't help doubting their intentions. If Christina had hired these men to kidnap her, she was really the devil itself.

Hearing Sarah questioning them, the man with the knife came up and slapped her fiercely in her face. "Bitch! Stop asking questions, or I will carve your face up!"

The man standing beside him smiled insidiously and said, "There's no need to carve up her face, we might as well r.a.p.e her and have a little fun, Aha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha!"

Sarah's face ached, it was red and swollen from the hit, but that didn't compare with nausea she felt in her heart. She felt these people were nauseous, but the one who ordered them was even more disgusting. That woman was a mad lunatic, using unscrupulous means to achieve her goal.

The man with a knife squatted down and pinched her chin as he said in a fierce voice. "Phew! Your face is red and swollen, try to seduce the man now!"

Sarah stared at him, coldly and spat on his face in disgust.

The man hadn't expected Sarah's reaction and pulled a tissue from his pocket to wipe his face before he turned to hit her again, this time on the other cheek. Her whole face was all red and swollen now, but he still wasn't done and kept pushing her neck against the pillar as if he was going to strangle her. He raised his knife and shouted, "You bitch! Do you think I won't kill you? I can kill you right now!"

Sarah remained stubborn and responded with a sneer, "You dare not kill me because of your master, doesn't she want me to see a play? If you kill me, who will pay you?"

By the look of his expression, Sarah seemed to be right. Disgruntled to have been found out so easily, he glared at her, "I may not kill you, but I can disfigure your face. If you dare to respond, I'll do it right now!"

Sarah closed her eyes and kept silent. There was no point in arguing with these people, and she didn't want to see the knife in front of her. She was scared that she would lose her mind and wouldn't be able to calm herself down with the knife in front of her.