Chapter 375
Marina ended her call with Ethan. She was panicking before this, but now, she felt like she was
on cloud nine.
She was elated that Ethan finally agreed to marry her. This was amazing news to her.
Tossing aside the misery in her heart, she changed her clothes and put on makeup. Then, she
went out.
When she was going out, she received a call. She pleaded in a pitiful tone, “I’ve already done as you
said. That woman won’t be alive for long. Can’t I leave tomorrow? I have an important appointment
later.”
“That won’t do. Don’t forget, your bone marrow matches hers. If they find out about it, she can still be
saved.
“I’ll send someone over to pick you up. You should hide for three days. She will be dead in three days
at most!”
Marina felt a little annoyed. “Fine, then. I’ll leave right after this meal.”
With that, she hung up. She thought that delaying it a little should be fine.
Getting into the car, she watched as the scenery quickly passed by. Marina recalled Chloe’s face again.
She used to hate Chloe so much, so now that Chloe was finally going to die, she should be happy
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She produced a small mirror from her pocket to fix her makeup. When she touched the card Chloe
gave her, she stared at it for a moment.
Chloe said that the password was her birthday. But after so many years, Marina didn’t even know when
Chloe’s birthday was.
Marina began to wonder if Chloe truly deserved to die.
Marina’s heart was troubled again.
When Ethan sent her a message asking her where she was, she finally recovered her mood. She
hastily sent him her location.
She started a voice message. “Ethan, I’ll be there in 10 minutes. Wait-”
The voice message was abruptly cut off. A loud crash could be heard in the last 30 seconds.
When Ethan heard that, he knew that something had happened. He tried calling her, but she
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didn’t pick up.
“Change the route. Something happened to Marina!”
A large truck had rammed into Marina’s car from the opposite road, sending it flying. Marina’s car
landed on a tree by the road.
The dust on the road was kicked up. The people nearby screamed as they hastily dialed 911.
The driver died on the spot. Marina was in the back seat, but she was also seriously injured.
She felt pain all over her body. She saw crimson blood streaming out of her body, but her mind was
stunned.
Her phone vibrated continuously. A shard of glass had pierced through her chest.
With all her might, Marina grabbed her phone and answered the call. She was in so much pain that she
couldn’t form a whole sentence.
She heard Ethan’s voice. “What happened?”
“Car… Ethan, s-save me.’
Marina’s voice was extremely weak. Ethan hastily said, “What’s going on right now? Did you get into an
accident?
“Were you hurt? Where were you hurt? Do you have anyone with you? Don’t move recklessly in case
your insides get ruptured, alright?”
Marina replied, “My chest … glass.”
Before she could speak a complete sentence, the car door was pulled open.
Marina looked at the person. The man was wearing a black outfit.
He wore a cap on his head, and his climbing jacket was zipped right up to his nose. He had sunglasses
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“Ms. Carlton, I’m here to pick you up.”
Marina felt a chill run down her spine. Thoughts raced across her head as she realized that something
was off.
Marina had insisted on leaving only after her meal with Ethan. But that woman arranged a traffic
accident to stop her.
She couldn’t believe how cruel that woman was.
“Who’s talking?” Ethan’s voice sounded in her ear. “Don’t worry, I’ve promised Kurt to protect you. I’ll be
there right away.”
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Marina saw the man standing against the light, reaching for her phone. She couldn’t stop him
at all.
Tears rolled down her cheeks. “It’s too late. It’s all too late now. Ethan, be careful of He-”
Her voice was abruptly cut off. The call had ended.
When Ethan tried calling her again, the call wouldn’t go through.
He wondered who Marina was warning him about, or who she had provoked.
When he arrived, the scene was a chaotic mess.
“Mr. Miller, the driver is dead. Ms. Carlton is missing.”