Chapter 1428: You''Re Too Filthy To Apany ire In Death
Chapter 1428: You''re Too Filthy to Apany ire in Death
Rowan showed no mercy. Daphne Wells was beaten down by him, her pain unbearable, and she soon
lost all strength to resist. At that moment, a helicopter circled overhead, its rumbling sound filling the air.
Everyone but the enraged Rowan looked up, watching as the helicopter descended lower and lower
before finallynding.
The rain began to pour heavily, growing stronger and washing over the ground. "Die, Daphne Wells!
You devil! No, you''re even worse than a devil!" Rowan grabbed her by the cor, punching her face
repeatedly with increasing force. Blood began to flow from the corner of Daphne Wells'' mouth, and two
of her teeth were knocked out. She experienced ringing in her ears and felt like she was about to die,
but she was too weak to even cry for help.
The two police officers'' gazes shifted from the helicopter back to Rowan and Daphne Wells. They
suddenly realized the situation had turned dire and rushed over. "Stop hitting her, Dr. Watson! She''s
going to die!" "Dr. Watson! Let go!" "Dr. Watson! Enough!"
"Ahh!" Rowan roared, still furiously throwing punches at Daphne Wells. "You''re too filthy to apany
ire in death! You crazy woman! You should have been dead long ago!"
A few meters away, several bodyguards held openrge ck umbres as Ivan Marsh, Jennifer, and
Finnley stepped out, witnessing the scene.
Tristan''s subordinate hurriedly reported, "Mr. Marsh, Miss Siyue, Mr. Mote, this woman pushed Miss
Russell into the river. She admitted it herself. The search and rescue team has been busy all night, and
they haven''t found her yet."
Ivan Marsh''s eyes darkened, his handsome face cold and serious. He instructed the search and rescue
team captain behind him, "You go help."
"Yes!" The captain made a gesture, and a row of people followed him towards the riverbank.
In the pouring rain, the two police officers forcibly pulled the frenzied Rowan away. "Dr. Watson! She''s
going to die! Wake up! Let go!" "Dr. Watson! You can vent your anger, but you can''t beat her to death!
You''ll be held legally responsible!"
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But Rowan had already gone mad with rage. The only thought in his mind was to avenge ire. The
two police officers restrained Rowan, while two others picked up the woman who was lying in a puddle
of blood and rainwater.
Daphne Wells was soaked to the bone, her body limp as if her bones had all been broken. She was
barely breathing and gasping for air. The bloodstained ground was a shocking sight. The woman''s face
was bruised and swollen, her hair a mess. She was soon taken away by the police.
Rowan broke free from the officers'' grasp, kneeling in the puddle of blood and rainwater, and howled
towards the sky, tears streaming down his face.
The pain in his heart was so intense; it felt as if every hair on his body had turned into sharp needles,
stabbing into him through his pores. There were no visible wounds, but it was excruciating.
The rain poured heavier, as if the heavens were mourning for ire. Finnley, witnessing the scene, felt
half his anger dissipate. The kind-hearted man couldn''t bring himself to me Rowan.
Jennifer took anotherrge ck umbre from a bodyguard and opened it, walking towards Rowan.
Ivan Marsh, on the other hand, strode towards Daphne Wells, with his umbre-holding bodyguard
following him closely.
The heavy rain fell wildly from the sky, the dark clouds threatening to copse, and sshes of
rainwater covered the stone-paved ground.
Finnley gazed at Rowan, his eyebrows furrowed. He felt the same despair and pain as his brother.
On the river, over a dozen salvage boats were searching in sections. Several professional teams were
still racing against time, undeterred by the stormy weather.
Ivan Marsh''s powerful aura seemed to freeze the surrounding air. His sharp eyes stared unwaveringly
at the nearly beaten-to-death Daphne Wells, devoid of any sympathy, before finallying to a stop in
front of her.