Chapter My Toyboy 203
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A thunderous boom echoed from the sky. It was this heavy rumble that jolted Jonathan back to reality. He never spoke out some words in his lifetime.
His tone suddenly became calm. "You shouldn't have let my mom give birth to me. If you wanted to keep the Bennett. family's wealth to yourself, you should have done everything to prevent it instead of tormenting a defenseless child once I was born." When Jonathan said those words just now, Whitney seemed surprised. His intense look suggested he had figured something out. Whitney mused, 'How could that be? I would never let him know!
"We are destined to be each other's nightmares and shackles for fe. Between us, there could never be, nor is there any
have you decided allowance for, any other ties Whitney's expression was chillingly calm as she asked, "One minute's up, Meanwhile, on the deck, Cynthia and Nina woke up at the same time. They looked around at their surroundings, both equally confused. Cynthia quickly caught on. She got up and rushed to the edge of the deck to take a look. She realized they were on a yacht. right in the middle of the ocean.
Surrounded by waves and swirling currents, it was completely dark, with the wind howling like a hidden monster.
The yacht was rocking violently. They could barely keep their bance. Nina struggled to stand, holding onto the rail.
"Where are we?" Nina asked, terrified. The darkness around them was so deep that it felt like they were wrapped in an invisible giant hand.
Cynthia walked over and said, "Whitney threw us overboard. She recalled being knocked out on the balcony and figured Nina had been through something similar. When they woke up, they were already here
A typhoon was approaching. Whitney had thrown them into the sea, clearly hoping they wouldn't make it out alive.
The wind was getting stronger. A wave crashed right next to them, soaking their clothes and sending a chill through their bodies.
Cynthia quickly said, "Get inside the cabin. They entered, only to find that the interior was extremely worn-out and old.
Cynthia quickly went into the control room and found that everything on the control panel was broken, indicating the yacht had been abandoned for a long time. From the looks of the outdated equipment, the yacht might fall apart once the typhoon arrived. Nina seemed to realize the situation she was in. She had been on the island for just 24 hours and had already gone through three near-death experiences. Whitney genuinely didn't want to let her go.
Nina's voice trembled. "What should we do now?"
Cynthia looked around but found nothing of use, not even a life ring. Feeling disheartengd, she sat down and said, "I don't know what to do either."
What is Whitney really up to? Cynthia couldn't understand. If he wants us dead, why not just kill us directly? Why leave us stranded at sea?"
Just then, a hologram suddenly appeared in front of them. Nina was extremely excited. "It's Mr. Bennett!"
"Mr. Bennett, help, help!" Nina shouted at the hologram.
Unexpectedly, Jonathan heard their cries. The screen on his side also showed Cynthia and Nina. At the same time, Whitney
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was forcing Jonathan to make a decision.
In other words, Whitney was not only pushing him to decide, but she also wanted Nina and Cynthia to see it happen. How cruel she was.
Jonathan watched the scene, taking a few quick steps forward. His fingers clenched, and his shoulders even trembled slightly.
Whitney's tone was casual: "You've only got one card to play, which one do you want to trade it for? You better decide quickly, your time's running out. Pick one, and I'll bring them back immediately. Jonathan gritted his teeth and asked, "What about the other one
"A typhoon is about to hit, and it's going to rage for three days. That area will become the storm's center-who knows if anyone can last in such extreme conditions for that long?" Truth was, when a typhoon came, even three minutes could feel like an eternity, let alone three whole days..
On the other side, Cynthia and Nina overheard their conversation, realizing the severity of the situation. Whitney was forcing Jonathan to make a difficult choice: only one person could be saved.
Nina was stunned. Whitney's actions were unbelievably twisted. Yet, watching Jonathan struggle, she couldn't help but feel curious about his decision.
She wondered, 'Putting everything else aside, with life and death in front of us, who will Jonathan choose: me or Cynthia Jonathan met Cynthia in Roncrity less than three years ago. But Nina knew him for eight years.
Throughout those eight years, they relied on each other. Jonathan wouldn't leave her. Nina didn't dare to look too deeply into her own heart, where a shadow had unknowingly appeared
It was dark and damp. She even felt this choice might actually be a good one. If Jonathan chose me, then there would no longer be any obstacles between us.
And if Jonathan chose Cynthia, that would be fine too. Without Jonathan, I don't want to live anyway. I might as well die here and become the scar on his heart forever" Nina mused.
She stared unblinkingly at Jonathan on the screen. Meanwhile, Cynthia started shouting at the screen. "Jonathan, don't choose! Don't do it!"
Cynthia understood this was the most difficult choice in the world. Jonathan had once said he didn't have the right to determine others' lives or deaths, but when Whitney forced him to do so, how much pain would he endure? His choice decided the other's fate. No matter who he ended up choosing, this choice would be a nightmare haunting him.
forever.
That was exactly Whitney's goal. She wanted to make him suffer, push him to the brink of insanity. To completely destroy his spirit and soul, from the inside out, utterly break him down Cynthia couldn't let Jonathan make a decision. Otherwise, he'd absolutely ruined.
Jonathan's gaze remained fixed on Cynthia. Fate had once again pushed him into the storm's eye. He couldn't just stand by and watch Cynthia walk towards her doom, feeling utterly powerless.
He simply couldn't give up on Nina. Abandoning her would mean betraying the helpless child he once was. Cynthia rushed out of the cabin and onto the deck. Nina followed closely. The boat rocked more and more violently Cynthia could vaguely see tiny specks of light in the distance. She made up her mind,
"Jonathan!" she shouted as loud as she could. Then, with a leap, she jumped into the ocean from the ship