The Day I Kissed An Older Man

Chapter 2936

With that, Karen left without looking back. She was carrying Vince's baby in her womb, so how could she pin all her hopes on Sadie? Since Sadie was obviously unruly, she would have to rely on her son.

'Sadie can spend the rest of her life with Esmond since she likes him so much. God knows it had been exhausting enough to raise her. Plus, it's only fair for Esmond to take care of her since I've done my part taking care of her until now,' thought Karen.

Meanwhile, the only consolation for Sherman was that Esmond did not try to put up a fight. It seemed that he still cared about his daughter Sadie.

Sherman led his men to a dilapidated house. Esmond had been cautious enough to choose a rundown house situated at the end of a village.

When Sherman barged in, he found Rita lying on the floor while Esmond's men ignored her. Esmond's men had followed his orders, and since he did not instruct them to do anything to Rita, they left her well alone.

Before the men could react, they were surrounded by a large group of police officers. It was truly a case of loss outweighing the gain.

Rita had clung to the belief that someone would come to save her, but she grew disheartened as time went on. Although Esmond's men did not drug her, she could feel her consciousness fading.

In the haze of her consciousness, she felt Sherman had come to save her, but upon closer listening, it was just the distant roar of a car on the road.

She sighed inwardly. She would have told Sherman her feelings long ago if she had known that this would be her end.

In fact, she had wanted to tell Sherman that she liked him, even more than he could imagine. However, due to issues with her family, she had never been able to say it. It was only when she did not know whether she would make it out of the kidnapping alive that she truly regretted it.

Unfortunately, it was all too late. 

While it was true she did not confess her feelings due to family reasons, it was not like her family could trap her forever.

'Why couldn't I have been braver?' she lamented.

Sherman had given her so many chances. Every time he took her out to find good food and saw her relaxed smile, he could not bear to pressure her.

It was precisely because Sherman could not bear to pressure her that she took advantage of

his affection, retreating time and time again. She was just too afraid.

A tear slid down Rita's cheek, dampening the dusty floor beneath her.

"Rita! Rita, please wake up."

Rita looked at the approaching Sherman. He gently held up her neck with both hands.

"I'm not dreaming, am I? You... You're here to rescue me."

Sherman almost cried when he saw her in this state. "No, you're not dreaming. I'm here to save you."

However, Rita was still lost in confusion, unable to distinguish between reality and dream. "I ... I know I won't be able to make it out of this alive. I should've confessed to you."