Married to Billionaire after Being Disfigured

“Let go of her. It still counts as I said to spare your life.”

“No. Do you think I can still survive after leaving here? I’ll definitely die if my mission fails.”

Lynn thought he was too stupid as well as extreme. With her brain buzzing, she still couldn’t think of a way to save herself. Biting her lips, she didn’t know when she would be killed.Content © copyrighted by NôvelDrama.Org.

Benson looked over, finding Lynn bit her tender lips nervously, her slender legs trembling uncontrollably.

Benson narrowed his eyes slightly.

“Okay, I’ll jump if you let her go now.”

‘What?’ Lynn’s ears moved and she thought, ‘Did I just hear it wrong? He is going to jump off the cliff in order to save me?’

The gangster immediately said excitedly, “Really! Then jump now!”

“Why are you stilling coming here as you promised to jump off the cliff? Stop, stop…”

Finding that Benson was still heading towards them, the gangster panicked and dragged Lynn back quickly. Benson’s arrogance was so strong that the gangster couldn’t calm himself down even though he had Lynn.

“Let her go first. I’ve checked the terrain here and front of here is the most dangerous part of the cliff. If I jump from there, I will die.” Benson raised a finger and pointed to the edge of the cliff next to the gangster and Lynn.

“No, I’ll let her go only when you jump off.”

No one would believe his words. Even Lynn, who was so frightened, thought it was a lie. As soon as Benson jumped off, she would definitely be killed.

“Stop. Just jump there.”

Not listening to him at all, Benson still approached forward. The gangster was even more flustered and pulled Lynn back with strides.

With a bang, the gangster suddenly tripped over a stone behind him, causing both him and Lynn to fall to the ground. Meanwhile, Benson galloped over to pull Lynn up and retreat.

The gangster got up immediately, but it was too late when Lynn had been rescued. Widening his eyes with excitement, he rushed to them with a dagger.

“I’ll kill you both.”

Benson lifted his long legs to kick the dagger from the gangster’s hand. With a click, the gangster hugged his arm and screamed. His arm was dislocated by the kick.

Only then was Benson free to glance at the frightened Lynn. However, the gangster took the opportunity and picked up the knife to rush over them, saying, “Go to hell.”

“Be careful.”

The sharp point of the knife stabbed them straight, and Lynn felt the it passed through her eyes instantly.

Benson protected Lynn’s waist quickly and at the critical moment, he vigorously avoided the knife. However, his action was too violent that the two of them lost balance. Although they avoided the dagger, they stood too close to the cliff that they rolled down together.

A scream resounded through the valley.

…

It was at dusk and Lynn felt her shoulders being pushed around. Opening her eyes in a daze, she thought her whole body hurt as if it was about to explode.

All she could see was the sky full of golden afterglow. And then Benson covered it with his handsome face calmly.

“Wake up.” Benson withdrew his hand on Lynn’s shoulders.

“Um… Where are we?”

Feeling her back uncomfortable, Lynn touched it and realized there were all small bumps.

Looking around, she found there were towering mountains.

“We fell off the cliff. Try to get up first to see if your body is injured.”

Lynn looked at Benson in a daze and shook her head, recalling that when the gangster rushed over, Benson took her to avoid the dagger, but they lost balance and fell off the cliff.

Sitting up, she felt that all the bones had been broken, which was so painful and sore. She twisted her neck to glance at the steep hillside and then closed her eyes. Fortunately, they just fell from the steep hillside. If they had fell from the cliff, they would have been dead.

“What about that gangster?”

Lynn looked around and there was no sign of the gangster.

Benson didn’t answer her question, nor was he in the mood now. As it was getting late, the most important thing for them was to figure out how to get up from the bottom of the cliff.

It was easy to fall but not so easy to climb up.

Benson stood up with his back erected, saying, “See if your phone works.”

His mobile phone was unusable because it had fell into the ditch next to it when falling down.

Lynn touched her pocket and found her phone was still there. However, there was no signal when turned on.

“No signal.”

Benson didn’t speak but looked up at the canyon. The jungle was dense, so their situation wasn’t optimistic. Then he walked forward.

“Follow me.”

“Okay.”

An hour later, they stopped in the valley, and Lynn sat on a rock with her eyebrows furrowed, tired and breathless.

“Will we be unable to go out!”

They had found a lot of paths that seemed to be able to go up, but after walking for a while, they found that there were all cliffs and they couldn’t go up at all.

It was getting darker and darker now, the roaring of beasts could be heard from time to time, and the road was almost invisible.

Benson glanced at Lynn, who was sitting on the rock while gasping and watching vigilantly around. Obviously, she was tired and nervous.

Then he looked away to search around, spotting a small cabin ahead.

“There is a wooden house ahead. Let’s go there first.”

When THEY reached the dilapidated log cabin, Lynn pushed open the door, and there was a musty smell inside. There was a cabinet, a bed with a pile of hay on.

They didn’t know who built this small house here, but fortunately, it was a place for them to shelter from the wind and rain at night.

“Clean up here and see if there is anything in the cabinet that can be used. I’ll go pick up some firewood to make a fire at night. Let’s stay here for the night tonight.”

Lynn nodded. After Benson left, she opened the cabinet and found a worn quilt in it. She was overjoyed, thinking it was a life saver because it must be very cold at night.

She dusted off the bed while Benson came back with a pile of dry wood and started making a fire in the middle of the cabin.

There was a “Crack” sound.

Hearing something rubbed, Lynn took a closer look and found Benson was holding two white flint stones. After rubbing again, the flint stones burst into flames.

Lynn was deeply puzzled, thinking, ‘How could Benson be so good at surviving?’

“You can make a fire?”

Considering his family, she thought he probably didn’t even need to cook, so she couldn’t figure out why he knew about flint stones. When she took a look at his squatting posture with a straight waist, she thought of something.

“Have you been in the army before?”

“It’s not as easy as the army.” Benson added a few sticks of wood to the fire.