My Pretty Sweetheart novel Chapter 2372

From the beginning to the end, Jordan had always known about my feelings for Hendrix. It was just that he arrogantly thought his charm surpassed that of Hendrix's. He thought he could change me, change love and change the world. It was just a fool's daydream.

It looked like Rosalie's death not only heavily affected me but also made Jordan realize that continuing this game would only make him lose everything.

But after he finished speaking, Jordan did not take any further action. He just stored his gun away, picked up Rosalie's dead body, turned around, and walked out.

Looking at the two figures, one dead and the other injured, Jordan's scattered hopes were like a tangible fire. It seemed that this was no longer a matter of the distant future.

Giving up on the goal that was only a step away from completion was more pitiful than stopping halfway.

At the decisive moment, equipped with a gambler's mentality, Jordan would have definitely gone all in even if it resulted in his own cruel

death.

Hendrix's actions became clearer. It was just a matter of time for him to be backed into a corner. If Jordan were to withdraw now, he might still be able to make it out alive.

However, I was rather looking forward to him carrying on with his unreasonable stubbornness.

Not all mistakes should be given a chance to be rectified.

That night, Jordan did not return.

The next day, I was awoken by some noise downstairs. I was no longer able to go back to sleep after that.

Wrapped in my sleeping robe, I got out of bed, then pulled the curtains open. I was about to scold Jordan's newly appointed guards when I discovered that there was a conflict going on with the four guards and another man. Sawyer!

I ran downstairs in my robe without a second thought