His Wife Calls The Shots
Chapter 1589 - Once Scorned, Now Pleading for Help_1

Chapter 1589: Chapter 1589 - Once Scorned, Now Pleading for Help_1

Chapter 1589

After hearing this, Chloe Collins was somewhat surprised but without much hesitation, she said, "I will not see them."

She had already severed her relations with them and did not wish to see them again.

Suddenly, Mr. Ford brought out a piece of paper, its surface covered with fresh bloodstains, "She insisted that I deliver this to you."

On the white paper, the word "sorry" was written in fresh blood.

"It seems something bad has happened," Ford said.

He was a softhearted man, could not bear the sight of bloodshed, and so, out of empathy, he had agreed to deliver the message.

"Second Young Mistress, perhaps you should take a look? Her constant kneeling at the door doesn’t make a good sight."

Chloe Collins rolled up the piece of paper, her face indifferent, "How did she manage to get in with all the guards around?"

"I have asked, the guards at the main gate said she was a familiar face, so they directly let her in. That was indeed lax."

Having understood the situation, Chloe Collins did not ask further.

She told Evelyn Thompson and then decided to go see."

Before she reached the doorway, she already heard Rosalind Taylor’s desperate cries and pleas for help.

As she reached the front door, Rosalind Taylor looked up in alarm, crawled over while kneeling, and sobbed to her saying, "Chloe, I know I have done many things wrong to you in the past. I am sorry, I am truly wrong, I beg you, please go save Raine, go save her! I beg you!"

She bowed her head again and hit it on the floor thrice; her forehead had a bloody scar from it.

Chloe Collins remained indifferent and emotionless.

She just asked, "What happened to her?"

"I don’t know. I woke up from my nap and didn’t find her. But before that, she was continuously watching the news about the mutated beings, as if she was going to do something wrong. I searched everywhere but couldn’t find her. I am really scared that she did something stupid. Please help me find her!"

She bowed her head again.

This time, her head was stopped by an invisible force just before it hit the ground.

She was momentarily stunned, forgot how to cry, and stared blankly at Chloe Collins, only to see that she had simply raised her index finger.

She knew then that she had made the right choice by coming here.

Now, only Chloe Collins could find Raine Nolan.

"Chloe, I beg you, all I have left now is her. I cannot bear to lose her, I beg you!" she cried out.

Chloe Collins was unmoved.

Her voice was ice-cold, "I am not a saint. We are enemies. You despise me from the bottom of your heart, how can you expect me to save you?"

Rosalind Taylor panicked, replying hastily, "I was wrong, I have truly realized my mistakes. Whether it’s you or your mother, I have sinned against both of you. But we have already lost so much. I beg you, please, just help me this one time for the sake of your unborn child, accumulate some good karma!"

She was sobbing continuously. Her figure was a wreck, not a trace left of her previous elegance and grace.

Chloe Collins remained silent, indifferent and detached.

She did not believe in fate but she did believe in karma.

No matter how miserable Rosalind Taylor and her company were now, it was the result of reaping what they had sown, and they had no one else to blame.

And she was no saint, she would not forget the past just because of a few of their tears.

Upon seeing Chloe Collins’ indifference, Rosalind Taylor sobbed even harder.

"Even though I was wrong in countless ways, if it wasn’t for my initial mistake, you would not even be born! It was me who made you who you are today, it was me!" beating her chest, she cried out.

A cool breeze came up, lifting the loose strands of hair on Chloe’s forehead.

She suddenly raised her eyes, seemingly aware of something not being right around her. She looked at Rosalind Taylor and said lightly, "It’s too late."