However, there was no time to linger. I gritted my teeth, struggled to my feet, and ran with all my might toward the Patel house next door.
I couldn’t worry about my frostbitten feet sinking into the snow, becoming raw and bloody. I just remembered to keep running forward without stopping.
Though we called them neighbors, their house was actually a kilometer away.
The freezing air stung my throat, but I didn’t dare slow down.
Because I knew that in my previous life, there had been more than just one intruder who broke in!
When I finally collapsed in front of the Patels’ iron gate, I pounded on it desperately, shouting hoarsely, “Nathan! Open up, help! Intruders broke into my house, please save my mom!”
The iron gate creaked open, and Nathan stood there frowning.
He wore a warm cashmere coat, but his face didn’t show a trace of warmth.
He looked down at me kneeling in the snow and slowly said, ”Mia, your acting skills have really improved lately.”
His tone was mocking with a hint of scorn.
Blood rushed to my chest as my head spun.
“Nathan! I’m not playing around or joking. My mother is fighting for her life!
“Please send someone with me to save her.”
He looked me up and down, taking in my disheveled appearance and injuries with exaggerated wonder, “If James hadn’t told me you might stage some home invasion drama out of jealousy toward Michelle, I might have believed you.”
