CHAPTER 445 BUMS

Through the narrow slit of the door, Yvonne could clearly see the disdain and contempt in Jacqueline's eyes.

"Yvonne, in fact, you can never get revenge against m e. You’re not as cruel as me, and you’re also not as clever as me. What can you do to get it? If I were you and someone dared to plot against me, I’d break her hands and feet so she’d never appear in front of me again," Jacqueline said coldly.

Yvonne opened her lips and suddenly found that she couldn't refute her words.

Indeed, as Jacqueline said, she was not as cruel and she didn't have any tricks up her sleeves. That was why she had always thought about making Jacqueline and her father pay the price for their sins through legal means.

"Yvonne, I called you stupid earlier, but do you know how stupid you are? You were so stupid that when you came back, you didn't tell Henry first. Instead, you came to the villa and threatened me instead. Well, obviously I can't let this opportunity slip, so you're the one who fell into your own trap." Jacqueline raised her hand and clenched it in front of Yvonne. 2

She was not holding anything, but Yvonne felt as if she was holding her.

"Yvonne, tell me, if you told Henry that you were still alive and that you were coming back, do you think you would've ended up in my hands now?" Jacqueline smiled at Yvonne.

Yvonne bit her lip and lowered her head.

She regretted it. She really did. 1

She should've told Henry that she was still alive and she should've also contacted him before going back. But after she saw the photo of him walking with Jacqueline, she felt so jealous that she went back alone sullenly. 1

She really was as stupid as Jacqueline said. 4

"What? You’ve got nothing to say?" Jacqueline noticed that Yvonne remained silent for a long time, so she pouted aloofly.

Yvonne still didn't respond.

Jacqueline didn't bother wasting so much either, so she returned to the car and took a lighter and a torch.

She ignited the torch with a lighter and returned to where she was standing while holding the torch.

When Yvonne heard the crackling sound of the torch, she raised her head and saw the strong flame outside the door. She immediately panicked and her body couldn't stop trembling.

"Jacqueline, stop!" Yvonne shouted anxiously.

Jacqueline sneered as she stared at the crack of the door. "Stop? I can't stop. I want you to die because I can only sit back and relax when you die. If you live, you’ll only take everything from me, isn’t that right?"

After Jacqueline finished speaking, she ignored Yvonne and walked towards the side of the door. She then walked to a window with a security gate and threw the torch in with a frantic look.

Her throw was accurate and the torch fell right on the gasoline. The fire suddenly rose and began to spread.

When Yvonne saw the fire burning, she was suddenly reminded of the fire a few days ago.

Although the fire was terrible, there was fortunately a lake where she could escape. But now, she couldn't even get out through the door and she had nowhere to escape.

The only thing she could do was to bang and knock on the door constantly as she tried to crack the door open.

But her body was unwell and she wasn't strong enough. After banging on the door for a long time, it didn't budge at all and she couldn't open it.

When she saw that the fire was getting bigger and the room starting to fill up with smoke, Yvonne was suffocating and her nose and mouth started watering. She also started feeling lightheaded, making her even more afraid.

She coughed and banged on the door as she shouted, Jacqueline, open the door. Open the door!"

Jacqueline was standing outside. She yawned and pretended not to hear her. She then turned around and walked towards the car before driving away.

As Yvonne listened to the sound of the car leaving, a trace of despair flashed across her eyes and she was deeply regretful.

She regretted not listening to Sam’s advice to tell Henry first before going back.

She regretted not learning from her past mistakes and decided to face the crazy Jacqueline alone.

She regretted not putting her guard up against Jacqueline just because they were at the villa... 1

"Cough cough..." The fire was getting bigger and bigger, and it was about to spread to where Yvonne was. She did not dare to stay next to the door any longer. She started looking around to find if there was any way she could escape.

But the billowing smoke filled the whole house, leaving her with barely any visibility and she could only walk around using her instincts.

After finally getting to the second floor, Yvonne was overjoyed as she thought that there would be windows to escape from.

So she hurriedly looked for a room with windows. However, when she reached the door of the room and found that it was locked, her heart sank and a bad feeling welled up in her heart.

Her instincts were proven correct indeed. The doors to all the other rooms on the second floor were also locked, and the locks were new. One could obviously tell who had locked the doors.

Yvonne didn’t give up and ran to the third floor to find that the situation on the third floor was exactly the same as the second floor.

She was completely devastated. Her eyes darkened and were chillingly hollow.

Soon, the gasoline-aided fire spread throughout a large area. It wouldn’t take long before the entire first floor would be engulfed in the sea of fire. Once the first floor was completely on fire, the second floor would go down soon after.

Yvonne didn't dare to go down, so she could only hide on the third floor.

She knew that if no one came to save her, she wouldn’t be able to escape and she would be burned alive.

What should she do?

Who could save her?

Yvonne wanted to cry, but before she could even cry, her tears started flowing from the smoke in her eyes.

The smoke was strong and suffocating. Not only did her eyes start to shed tears, but her brain was starting to feel dizzy and her body began to get weaker and weaker.

The smoke was poisonous!

Just when Yvonne was about to give up after being suffocated by the smoke and eventually engulfed by the fire while unconscious, she suddenly heard someone calling not far away, "Yvonne? Yvonne?"

Hmm?

Yvonne blinked in a daze.

Why did she hear someone calling her? Was it an illusion?

"Yvonne, where are you?" Suddenly, the call sounded again and the voice was louder this time.

Yvonne was dumbfounded and after a while, she finally realized what was going on. What she heard was not an illusion. It was someone who was actually calling her and it was a close friend.

"Sam..." Yvonne was excited and there was suddenly a glimmer of hope in her forlorn eyes.

Because she knew that she was going to get rescued!

"Sam, I'm here!" Yvonne responded loudly. Content from NôvelDr(a)ma.Org.

However, she had inhaled too much smoke and her voice had gone completely hoarse, so she couldn’t make much noise at all.

She was afraid that Sam could not hear her, so she pinched her thigh brutally to keep herself awake and t o prevent herself from fainting.

"Sam, Sam..." Yvonne was terrified that Sam might not hear her, and she would be left here alone. As she continued to call out Sam's name, she stumbled downstairs.

She was walking too fast with her weak body and the heavy smoke had affected her vision, so she fell on the first floor as soon as she got there.

The flames happened to spread to where she was and i t set her down jacket on fire.

Down jackets were inherently combustible, and when exposed to fire, they would catch fire extremely quickly.

When Yvonne realized that she was on fire, she was s o scared that she started screaming and rolling around to try to put out the fire.

But it didn't work. Not to mention there was also gasoline on her down jacket, and flames from other areas were also spreading to where she was. Soon, Yvonne’s whole body was on fire.

Her arms and face were burned by the merciless flame as she screamed in pain. The agony made her consciousness extremely clear at that moment.

Was this the feeling of being burned alive?