Love Has its Will by Selena Lewis
Chapter 383

Chapter 383

"Tyrell had been shot in the leg. How could he escape?"

Savanna thought of this and immediately asked Trevin.

Trevin conveyed Nathan's words. He said that there was someone outside to receive Tyrell. But the police had yet to replace any person. He should be an expert.

Savanna left the hospital with Trevin and returned to Rose Villas.

Ethan came along with Renee. When Ethan saw Savanna return, he immediately greeted her, "Savanna, I brought your mother here. Being together, you can take care of her."

Savanna could hear a little with one ear, but the voice was very small. She was slowly adapting to her poor hearing. From Ethan's open and closed lips, she could roughly distinguish what he said.

Savanna nodded. A faint smile appeared at the corner of her eyes. She walked over and held Renee's hand. "Since you're here, you can stay here at ease. Lizeth will take care of you." Looking at Savanna and Renee's happy appearances, Ethan felt warm in his heart.

He glanced at Trevin. Ethan walked out, and Trevin immediately followed.

They came to the eaves. Ethan lit a cigarette, tilted his head, and took a puff. After his thin lips released a puff of smoke, he asked vaguely, "I heard that Tyrell-broke out of prison?" Trevin replied with a solemn expression, "Yes."

Ethan took another puff and said slowly, "I've already sent someone to keep an eye on Rafael. Today, I haven't seen him make any big moves. The person who received Tyrell shouldn't be him." Trevin licked his dry lips. "Mr. Bennington, we are also watching Rafael. Recently, Ms. Thompson seems to be looking for him. We replace it not easy to deal with..."

Recently, Mia had been entangled with Rafael. Ethan knew about this. In fact, Ethan was really puzzled.

"I will think of a way to separate them. In order to replace Brandon, I must tear Rafael's mouth."

Trevin nodded, agreeing with Ethan's point of view.

At the same time, in another place.

In the dark room, there was only a warm light on the bed.

The man lay on the bed. His white shirt was unbuttoned and his skin was dark red. His chest rose and fell violently. His handsome and extraordinary face was abnormally white. His thick eyelashes were like a brush, casting a shadow on his handsome face. His white lips were tightly pursed.

The door opened.

A white light shot in and disappeared when the door was closed with a creak.

A black shadow walked over with light steps. He walked to the bed and bent his body slightly. His fingertips reached out to the man on the bed and felt his weak breath. A hot breath passed through his fingertips. The black shadow was relieved in his heart.

"Brandon."

No one could tell who it was. The man called out softly, and the eyelashes of the man on the bed trembled slightly. His eyelids slowly opened, and he looked at the man in black with an unfocused gaze. The man's face was covered with a veil, revealing only his chin and thick lips. He took out a jade pendant from his sleeve and held it in front of Brandon. The pendant kept shaking in front of Brandon's eyes. Brandon looked at the jade pendant lazily, and as the frequency of the jade pendant shook increased, the expression on Brandon's face began to change.

Then, the tip of his nose was covered in sweat and his head hurt so much that he could no longer hold on. He held his head and curled up his thin body. A woman's face began to appear in his mind. The woman's smile, the woman's anger, the woman's sorrow, the woman's thousands of expressions alternated, tormenting his mind.

"Her name is Savanna. She doesn't love you. Not only does she not love you, I just got the news that she slept with a man."

The man in black took out a stack of photos from his sleeve with his other hand. The photos were all about a woman having sex with a man. The photos were obscene, but the eyes and faces of men and women were all mosaic.

Brandon opened his eyes and tried his best to keep them open. His eyes fell on the photos for a long time. He was unconscious. Brandon, who had been tortured by a headache, had no ability to distinguish the authenticity of the photo. The facial outline of the woman in the photos overlapped with the woman in his mind.

During this period of time, there was always a voice in his heart that told him that he loved this woman very deeply. Otherwise, he would not think of her from time to time. The scenes he thought of, after each crazy demand, were sweet snuggles. He missed the slightly hot temperature of the woman and the faint fragrance of jasmine in her hair that fascinated him.

He couldn't remember anything, but, he only remembered her. Although he didn't know who she was and what her name was, he knew that she was the woman he loved the most.

The woman he loved the most was entangled with other men. The ugly picture enlarged in the black pupils and the black pupils gradually became bloodshot.

When his thin lips reflected his pain, he roared and his body slowly fell down. His aura was so weak that it couldn't be any weaker. There seemed to be a white light flashing through his mind. Gradually, everything in his mind was swept away and it became a blank space. All his memories were removed.

Brandon raised his hand, trying to grasp something. Unfortunately, the only thing that passed through his fingertips was the cool air.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes and looked coldly at the man in black. His body seemed to have accumulated strength again. Brandon jumped up from the bed and kicked the man's waist. The man in black did not expect that Brandon would go crazy. The jade pendant fell and his body fell three feet away.

The door opened with a bang, and the wind invaded, bringing in waves of coldness.

The man in black reacted. Brandon had already rushed out. The man was so scared that his face turned pale. He quickly chased after Brandon. The man glanced at the two strong men who were lying on the ground under the eaves and rubbing their chests. He was so angry that he stamped his feet. He immediately called someone, and his breath was unstable because of anxiety. "He ran away."

As soon as the man in black finished speaking, a cold and brutal voice came from the other side, "If something happens, I will take your life."

The man in black stood in the cold wind, his voice trembling. He was just a wizard. He never knew that Brandon would go crazy when he cast spells.

The man in black held on to his aching waist and began to search for Brandon everywhere.

After Brandon ran out of the black house, he sprinted 300 feet ahead for a while. When he turned around, he saw a truck drive by. Brandon opened his arms to stop the truck. Seeing that he had an extraordinary bearing but was in a sorry state, the truck driver guessed that something might have happened to him. The truck driver immediately stepped on the brakes. After Brandon got on the truck, the truck sped away.

Then, a group of black-clothed people quickly followed. After two seconds, they chased in the opposite direction of the truck.

The truck driver asked Brandon, "Sir, where are you going?"

Brandon looked confused and said lightly, "I don't know either."

The truck driver said, "Sir, let me send you home. Where do you live?"

Brandon hugged his head and thought for a while. He still couldn't replace anything in his memory. In the end, he let out a low roar and forced a smile. "I don't know where my family lives. I don't know who I am. I don't remember anything."

Amnesia? The truck driver looked at him with a face full of doubts. This plot that could only happen in novels abruptly appeared in life now.

The driver sighed, "Sir, you are so handsome, but you have forgotten your wife. If she knew, she would be so sad."

Wife? What an affectionate word it was. Did he have a wife?

Brandon thought, maybe I have a wife. His wife... Thinking of these two words, Brandon felt his temples tearing. He felt like his heart had been cut by a knife, and his blood was everywhere. It hurt so much tha he couldn't even straighten his body. He covered his aching chest and shook his lips. "I don't have a wise."

How could the truck driver believe it? He smiled, "Sir, you seem to be in your thirties. You must be a successful person. There is no way you don't have a wife. Well... I am going to New York to deliver the goods. Come with me to New York. It is easy to replace someone in a big city."

The car soon arrived in New York.

Before Brandon got out of the car, the truck driver gave him 150 dollars. He said that it was money for his meal. It seemed that Brandon's shirt had not been changed for a long time. He did not even wear shoes. From the way he looked when he got into the car, the driver knew that he had run out of the demon cave.

The driver didn't want to cause trouble, and he felt that he could only help him to that extent.

Brandon didn't want the driver's money. He touched his empty pocket and finally took the money from the driver.

Brandon had just turned around when the driver picked up his phone and took a picture of Brandon's back. He casually sent it to TikTok, "I wish you the best of luck."

The driver put his hands together and made a praying gesture.

He prayed, I hope that your family will see this video earlier than the bad guys who are chasing you.