Chapter 908

Chapter 908“No, you can't say no. You have to help me!” Jacqueline interrupted in a shrill tone.
Though he was not in the same room as her, Jackson thought he could imagine how desperate she
looked at that very moment.
“Jacqueline, you should stay at the villa and repent. Maybe Shane will let you off easy out of pity. If you
make a run for it now, you'll only piss him off,” Jackson sighed as he doled out his advice.
Jacqueline vibrated with anger as she yelled, “What do you mean I'll piss him off? I bet you're the one
scared of pissing him off! You coward!”
Jackson's expression darkened. “Is that what you think of me?”
“How else should I look at you? You claim that you love me, yet you've never once confessed your
feelings to me. What is that if it isn't cowardice? Now that I'm stuck in the villa, you won't come and
save me after my begging. You're nothing but a coward.”
Jackson smiled bitterly, feeling like a knife had stabbed straight through his heart. “I guess you're right,
Jacqueline. A coward like me can't save you.”
Dejected, he prepared to hang up.
Jacqueline, on the other hand, was dumbfounded.
I called him a coward to provoke him into rescuing me! I didn't think he would actually admit to being a
coward. He'd rather admit to his timidity than save me!
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could say any manner of harsh words to him, but severing ties with him was out of the question.
Taking a deep breath, Jacqueline swallowed her anger and pleaded, “Jackie, are you heartless enough
to ignore me?”
The sound of her pleas elicited a sigh from Jackson. “Jacqueline, I can't help you out of this, nor can
anyone else in this situation, frankly speaking.”
“I don't understand what's the big deal. I was only acting a bit crazy out of love; there's nothing wrong
with it. Jackie, you have to save me. I'm going mad in this villa. I think I'm starting to hallucinate. Jackie,
please save me. I'm begging you, ok?” Jacqueline sounded like she was choking on her tears.
Jackson was always a soft-hearted person. He became upset at her pitiful cries. “How can I save you?
You have committed a crime.”
“I know I committed a crime. I'll repent, but I can't be stuck in this place forever. I can change for the
better elsewhere. Jackie, I'm begging you. I'm going to go mad and die in this place,” Jacqueline wailed
hopelessly.
“B-but-” Jackson hesitated.
Jacqueline's tone chilled instantly. “If you don't want to see my dead body, you better agree to my
request. You know better than anyone else that once someone sets their mind on wanting to die, there
are a million ways to get there.”
Shocked, Jackson released a self-deprecating laugh before saying, “I must've owed you my life in the
past or something. Fine, I'll get you out.”Jacqueline was finally able to smile. “You're the best, Jackie. I always knew you cared about me the
most. Thank you.”
Jackie remained silent on the other end of the line.
Now that she had achieved her goal, Jacqueline could care less about his feelings and hung up.
Jackson stared at his phone screen, which had already reverted to the home page. He was overcome
by a wave of exhaustion after the lengthy operation earlier, and his head throbbed in pain.
Deep down, he knew that Jacqueline did not have a death wish. An attempt to take her life, however,
was entirely within her considerations.
He was worried that she would die before she was rescued or worse still from a gross misjudgment.
That was the only reason he agreed to her request.
Hopefully, she'll live up to her word to repent and stay away from unlawful ventures after she gets out. If
she messes up again, I'll offer my life in return. That's the price I have to pay for freeing her.
Jackson sighed and walked toward a medicine cabinet. He opened the door and took out a bottle
containing chloroform.