Love Unbreakable by Bank Brook

As soon as the driver unlocked the door, Casey adjusted the sharpened fork she had been preparing and plunged it into the back of Davey’s hand!

In an instant, blood burst out instantly.

Taken by surprise, Davey groaned.

Casey pushed the fork through his hand into the car seat, pinning it securely.

She had spent considerable time sharpening that fork.

It pierced Davey’s hand, firmly attaching it to the seat.

Getting it out would be a real challenge.

Feeling the hope of reuniting with her children and escaping from Davey’s grasp, Casey beamed.

Sadly, she was too inexperienced, completely unaware of the indifference of people in Aurora.

As the fork connected with the back of Davey’s hand, blood instantly began spurting out.

Caught off guard, Davey emitted a grunt of pain.

Casey forcefully drove the fork through his hand, securing it to the car seat.

The fork was carefully sharpened by her for days to ensure complete penetration, rendering it exceedingly challenging to remove without specialized tools and causing excruciating pain to attempt any removal.

Immediately after, Casey swiftly raised her elbow and delivered a fierce strike to a pressure point on the back of Davey’s head.

Following a surge of intense pain, Davey lost consciousness.

The driver, visibly shocked and pale, exclaimed, “Mr.

Glyn!”

However, with Davey still under Casey’s control, the driver refrained from making any move.

Casey’s every movement was driven by intense hatred, demonstrating her ruthless nature.

Unable to directly vanquish this demon and seek vengeance for her parents, she resolved to

inflict as much physical suffering upon him as possible.

Turning to the driver with a cold voice, Casey said, “The fork is poisoned.

Hurry, get him help!”

In truth, there was no poison.

Casey had no access to such substances.

This deception was solely intended to mislead the driver and create a window for her escape.

After uttering her words, she swiftly exited the car and ran toward a bustling restaurant filled with people.

Observing Davey’s pallid complexion, the driver couldn’t help but reflect on the sheer ruthlessness of Casey!

Even the most intelligent individuals could become ensnared when emotions like love were at play, and Davey, despite his sharp wits, was not immune to being blindsided by someone so close.

Fortunately, Davey had seen this coming and had braced himself for any drastic measures taken by Casey.

Yet, the driver was perplexed as to why, knowing this, Davey allowed these events to unfold without intervention.

The driver mused probably the wealthy had a different mindset, unable to fully comprehend Davey’s perspective.

He swiftly retrieved a pre- prepared syringe containing a potent substance and injected it into Davey’s arm.

The medication took effect rapidly.

Davey’s eyelashes flickered, and then his eyes gradually opened.

“Mr.

Glyn, shall I escort you to the hospital?” the driver asked.

He hesitated to touch Davey’s hand, which was still pinned to the car seat.

Unexpectedly, Davey, expressionless, made an effort to remove the fork, but it remained firmly lodged during his initial attempt.

More blood continued to spurt out.

The driver winced, the sight appearing agonizing even to witness.