Chapter 5

Seeing me carrying a large bag, Lucas suddenly became uneasy, asking cautiously:

"I wanted to ask yesterday, why are you packing? Where are you going?"

I made up a lie to brush him off:

"I feel bad for Leo, so I'm bringing him some treats and toys."

The man immediately relaxed.

When we arrived at the yacht, I realized this was just another form of wedding celebration. Chloe was showing off in a short wedding dress.

But now, I had no energy to deal with this. I was constantly looking for a chance to leave.

In the blink of an eye, Leo, who had been following me, suddenly disappeared. At that moment, a child's scream came from one of the yacht's cabins.

My heart skipped a beat, and I rushed towards the sound.

Jack Thompson was gripping Leo's collar tightly, ordering someone to lock the door from the outside.

"If you have a problem with me, come at me. Please, let my son go," I pleaded.

Jack habitually rubbed the scar on his forehead, a sign that he was angry and calculating how to deal with me.

"I fed and housed you, and you dared to run away from my territory? Quick, tell me, did you snitch to Lucas Graham or not?!"

"If not, I'll chop up this little brat!"

I hurriedly waved my hands.

"No, no, I didn't say anything. Think about it, if I had told him, would he still invite you to this party?"

The man smiled at me, satisfied, then gave a look to his men.

Understanding his signal, they started beating and kicking me violently, as usual, to vent their anger.

Blood slowly trickled down from my head, blurring my vision, but I was already used to it.

I forced a smile as I looked at Leo, my voice trembling as I tried to comfort him:

"Mommy doesn't... doesn't hurt... Don't be scared..."

I crawled towards him with difficulty, leaving a trail of blood behind me, a horrifying sight.

Seeing that I could still move, one of the thugs put his foot on my back, saying with cruel amusement:

"Look at her, covered in blood. If Lucas Graham sees her like this, we'll be in trouble. Let's throw them into the sea to wash off, they stink!"

The next second, Jack smashed the glass on one side of the cabin, revealing the churning sea below.

"You want to save your son? Go find him yourself!"

He grabbed Leo and threw him out the window. My son didn't even have time to cry for help.

"Leo!"

Without hesitation, I dragged my battered body and jumped into the waves.

Underwater, I hugged my son's small body.

"Baby, Mommy's taking you away now. We'll never come back..."

At that moment, Lucas and Chloe were surrounded by guests in the center of the yacht, receiving congratulations from all sides.

Chloe leaned shyly against Lucas's chest, taking the ring out of its box.

"We didn't get to put on the rings yesterday. Today, at least make it up to me?"

As she said this, she held out her hand amidst the cheers of the guests, quietly waiting for Lucas's response.

Lucas took the ring and was about to put it on her finger when he suddenly looked up, instinctively searching for Scarlett in the crowd.

"Where's Scarlett? And where's Leo?"

Chloe tried to stop him, but Lucas had already pushed through the crowd in panic, looking around frantically.

As Lucas passed by a cabin, he overheard one of Jack's men reporting nervously:

"Boss, we're in trouble. Scarlett Evans and her son haven't moved for a while. I think... I think we might have drowned them!"