The Last Time I Cried Your Name novel Chapter 432

The second that voice cut through the air, everyone whipped around at once.

Everyone except Petty.

She was rooted to the spot, her legs heavy and useless. That hauntingly familiar voice slid right into her ears, making her mind buzz. For a moment, it felt like her blood was freezing, her heart pounding so hard she thought it might give out. Every instinct in her body warned her to run, but she couldn’t move.

That voice…

Had he really caught up to them already?

“Where she’s going has nothing to do with you.”

Hans didn’t hesitate. He stepped in front of her, immediately grabbing her hand. As he’d guessed, her fingers were icy cold. He edged her a little farther behind him, then lifted his gaze, the look in his eyes sharp and unmoved as he stared down the men facing them.

“You make fake documents. Who gave you the right to stop her?”

The bodyguards near Petty and Hans raised their guns, aiming straight at the three men stepping out from the trees.

Aaron stood in the middle, and he couldn’t help noticing how the word ‘forger’ made Franco’s face go tight and cold.

“My issues with her are none of your concern,” Franco replied. His voice was razor sharp, no warmth in it at all.

He’d known, even before coming up the mountain, that The Green Family had sent people over. The only person he could imagine Petty would run away with was Hans. No one else even made sense.

Seeing them together, there was no more doubt left in his mind.

That cold rush of fear that had hit him back in the woods was gone. All he felt now was possessiveness, fierce and impossible to hide, when he saw Hans holding Petty’s hand as if she was the most precious thing in the world.

No way. Only he should be the one to protect her.

She turned toward Franco, lifting her chin and looking straight into his eyes. “I’m going down the mountain. Where else would I go?”

“Going down the mountain?” Franco repeated. There was a faint twist to his lips, a tone both cold and almost threatening. “You disappear without a word, and you expect me to believe it’s just to go down the mountain?”

“You only chased after me because I left without saying goodbye? Fine. I’m telling you now. I’m going down the mountain. And by the way—thanks for the rescue today.”

“Petty!” Franco’s voice snapped, sharp enough to make her flinch.

Hans was faster, gun out in a flash. “Don’t try to scare her!”

Franco didn’t even have to signal his men. The next second, his bodyguards had already leveled their guns at Hans.

On one side was a superstar swamped with attention, on the other were highly trained ex-special forces. No one wondered which side would have a faster shot.