This damned woman, does she even know how dangerous this is!
Does she have a death wish!
Sebastian Blackwood didn’t hesitate, released the rope ladder, and reached towards Ivy Kensington.
Ivy’s white wedding dress fluttered in the air; the sudden weightlessness made her face pale for a mont, but in just an instant, Sebastian grabbed her waist firmly again.
The dangerous move made Owen Rhodes’ heart nearly jump out of his chest.
"Master Blackwood!"
He shouted in alarm, quickly lowering the helicopter.
The mont Sebastian held Ivy, he swiftly used the montum to grab the dangling rope ladder again.
Another sudden change occurred at that mont—"Bang!"
Another shot, Sebastian’s arm was hit.
The pungent taste of blood imdiately filled the high-altitude air.
Ivy’s gaze trembled, "Sebastian, you’re injured, you can’t hold on to . If you want to survive, let go now."
Sebastian stubbornly looked at her, his dark eyes filled with reckless madness.
"Even if I die, I won’t let go."
Nor will he simply watch her marry soone else!
Below, Ethan Ford raised a black weapon, taking a few more shots in Sebastian’s direction.
He couldn’t believe it, thinking this would surely make him let go.
However, in the following monts, Sebastian was prepared, with Owen quickly bringing the rope ladder back up. In less than half a minute, Sebastian had brought Ivy into the cabin.
The helicopter, in full view of the national audience, arrogantly flew away!
Indeed, Sebastian had taken her away, and the wedding was left without a bride!
"Young Master Ford, what do we do now."
Ethan’s n ca over to inquire.
Ethan’s face was extrely sour, "Damn it!"
He cursed harshly, throwing the item in his hand to the ground.
This ti, he lost to Sebastian again, and in his own territory no less!
Ethan felt a surge of intense anger, but soon, seeing Theodore Ford passed out from shock, he cald down.
A slight cold smile surfaced on his lips.
Humph, thinking that taking Ivy away would really make her stay?
Impossible, at least while Theodore is here, Ivy’s heart can’t leave!
On the other side, inside the cabin.
Sebastian’s right arm had been shot through the bone by that bullet, and blood kept flowing incessantly; imdiate surgery was necessary.
"Master Blackwood, the hospital’s helipad is directly below, should we stop?"
Owen was extrely anxious; according to the plan, the helicopter was supposed to land sowhere else, but now...
Due to excessive blood loss, Sebastian’s face was sowhat pale. He calmly said, "Don’t stop."
This ans sticking to the original plan.
Owen had no choice but to follow his orders.
"Co here and help stop the bleeding."
Sebastian spoke coldly, looking at Ivy, who stayed far away.
All Ivy could think about was the scene of Theodore passing out; she looked at Sebastian with reddened eyes, "What kind of madness are you on."
If he hadn’t shown up, this wedding would have fulfilled Theodore’s wishes.
But now...
Ivy felt splitting pain in her head, not knowing why nausea surged again, unbearable.
She ran to a nearby trash can, retching but unable to bring anything up, her mouth bitter.
Seeing this, Sebastian handed over a bottle of water.
"Drink."
It must be the intense sll of blood making her nauseous.
Sebastian’s eyes dropped, imdiately calling the accompanying doctor inside.
The doctor said, "Miss Kensington, if you can’t bear it, please step aside."
The bullet removal process is incredibly bloody, and without anesthetic, the makeshift conditions only make it scarier.
Ivy’s face was completely pale, she prepared to leave, but at this mont, Sebastian said...
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