Runaway Wife: Please, Have Another Baby!
Chapter 212 - 213 I Can’t Do It

Chapter 212: Chapter 213 I Can’t Do It

Unnoticed, Rod had already downed several drinks. His eyes spinning, he walked languidly to the chair behind his desk and sat down. Moments later, he leaned back in the chair and fell into a deep sleep.

The door was knocked, and Anna cautiously pushed it open and entered. Seeing Rod, who was sound asleep in the chair, she spoke softly.

Jack sneered, "Even if you slapped him, he wouldn’t wake up!"

Smack!

Anna indeed sent a slap across, and Rod’s head tilted to one side, still deeply asleep. Under the dual effects of alcohol and drugs, by now he was sleeping like a log.

At this juncture, Jack carefully pulled open Rod’s drawer and handed it to Anna.

"Begin, Anna!"

"Me?" Anna stepped back in trepidation, "I... I can’t do it!"

"Have you forgotten how he hit you, how he brought a woman back to have sex in your bedroom..." Jack handed the gun to Anna, and carefully wrapped her hand around the gun with his fingers, "Now is your time for revenge!"

Jack had been the Ambassador’s strongest competitor, only pressed down by Rod, who had won the support of Anna’s family, to secure the position of Ambassador, while Jack had to subserviently stay beneath him.

In his heart, he was very clear that with his abilities, as long as he could eliminate Rod, the stumbling block, he could reap the rewards of beauty and career alike.

Anna’s hand began to tremble violently, almost unable to hold the gun. With Jack’s assistance, she managed to lift the gun, aiming at Rod’s forehead.

Gazing at that familiar face, her hand trembled as she gripped the gun tightly, hesitating...

Jack tightened his fingers, and under the pressure of his hand, Anna’s finger pulled the trigger.

A muffled gunshot shattered the silence.

Blood spurted out, and Rod’s body immediately stiffened as if his soul had been removed.

Gazing at the lifeless form in front of her, a wave of nausea overcame Anna involuntarily, and she let go of the gun, rushing out of the study and into the bathroom.

Jack busied himself by wiping the fingerprints off the gun with a handkerchief, placing it in Rod’s hand, fabricating a suicide scene.

Downstairs, a servant opened the door, and the bodyguard outside pushed forcefully, immediately parting the doors. Two bodyguards entered first, then Will, followed by a tall figure—Huangfu Jue!

Hearing the gunshot upstairs, he looked up puzzled.

"What happened?"

"Ah!" A scream came from upstairs, "My God, something terrible... someone help!"

The servant panicked, turning to run upstairs, and Huangfu Jue looked up the staircase with suspicion, following with long strides.

Annie came rushing over, Jerry also ran out of the study, and the downstairs servant hurried up the staircase...

Huangfu Jue climbed to the second floor and walked towards the study, just in time to see Anna, pale-faced, coming out of the bathroom. Seeing him, Anna instantly looked like a mouse who had seen a cat, her face awash with panic and confusion.

"What... what are you doing here?"

She stammered, retreating subconsciously.

"Dad!"

From the study, Jerry’s agonized cry echoed.

Snapping back to reality, Anna turned and rushed toward the study, and Huangfu Jue, raising an eyebrow, followed suit.

Seeing Rod, with a bullet hole in his forehead and his shirt already soaked red with blood, Huangfu Jue’s eyes flashed with an unusual shade.

This visit to Rod’s residence was meant to be a reckoning, but before it even started, the other party was already dead, something Huangfu Jue had not anticipated.

Jerry rushed over, seizing Jack.

"Bastard, bring back my dad!"