His Secret Spoiled Wife (Lily and Alexander) novel Chapter 340

Leonel bent a little, wanting to lift the blanket, but when his fingers touched the soft fabric, he realized something was wrong.

Just as he was about to turn around, he felt numbness in his hips. He could not move at all. He was frightened and made every effort to move but to no avail. His head was immobilized, and all he could do was look around with his eyes.

Leonel opened his mouth, wanting to scream, but soon felt numbness on the back of his neck. His mouth was wide open, but he could not even make a sound.

‘Did I become mute?’ This thought made Leonel panic.

Lily wanted to control him temporarily so she could ask who the mastermind was. Then she realized he might scream, so she decided it would be better to take control of each person's movements and speech one by one. She could take her time questioning them later.

Sure enough, Christopher thought it was strange that Leonel did not come downstairs either. He did not believe Lily posed an immediate threat, but he suspected she had gotten help from a third party. He had a gun in his hand while he climbed the stairs, which he had earlier concealed on his hip.

“What the h*ll are the two of you doing? Come out now!” Christopher stood by the door and shouted, “I’m going to punish you two if you don’t come out this instant!”

Although he was still conscious, Leonel could not speak and was forced just to stand there. Anxiety filled his eyes, and they darted nervously about. Up until this point, he had no idea what had numbed him. Worse yet, he had no idea who had attacked him.

“Jo? Leo?” Christopher kicked the door, his hand gripping the gun tightly. His finger was already on the trigger, and he was ready to shoot anytime. Christopher kicked open the door because it had not been properly shut.

The room was dead silent, and not even the sounds of people fighting could be heard. The dim light from the room shone into the open space, and Christopher could see the back of someone in the dark.

Narrowing his eyes, he asked, “Leo?”

An instant later, the figure in the shadows whirled around and faced the doorway, firing the weapon on pure instinct before even taking a good look at the target. When the gun went off, Christopher's wrist exploded in pain, and he dropped the weapon.

Christopher raised his leg to counterattack, but the opponent was quick and darted behind him in a split second. Someone then kicked him in the back of the knees. He heard a cracking sound and wondered if his bones had been broken.

Christopher slid to the ground despite his best efforts to stand straight. He tried to turn around to find out who the other person was, but a wave of numbness had overcome him. Nonetheless, he was able to turn and identify his attacker.

‘It’s her?’

Shock and disbelief filled his eyes as he stared at the girl, unable to believe he had lost to someone so frail. His eyes searched the room for signs of other people.

‘She must’ve had a helper! It’s impossible that she did it alone!’

“Stop looking. There’s no one else.” Lily stood before him with her head bowed as if she could read his mind. “No one will come to save you even if you scream your lungs out.”

The two of them were shocked to their cores while Jo was still sleeping soundly.