Mommy Alert! The CEO Daddy Won't Stop Courting-Chapter 860: Arnold Battles the Hungry Wolves Alone…
A corner of his heart was touched, and Mark looked at Arnold with red-rimmed eyes, speaking with pain and assurance, "Arnold, you’ve been through so much. I promise I won’t let anything happen to myself again. I’ll get us out of this jungle safely!"
Arnold laughed heartily, "Yes, as long as you’re okay, we’ll definitely make it out safely!"
After recovering from his fever, Mark continued on the road with Arnold.
He needed to get Arnold out of the forest as soon as possible to treat Arnold’s eyes, swollen like walnuts.
Regardless of what powder Alice Sutton scattered, it must not be anything good, and every second they delayed in the forest could affect the treatment of Arnold’s eyes!
Mark led Arnold through the forest for the entire morning before having to stop to rest due to his wounds becoming infected and his strength waning.
After leaning against a tree to rest for a while, Mark stood up.
He looked at Arnold and instructed, "Arnold, you stay here and rest. I’ll go find something to eat."
With that, Mark gently patted Arnold’s shoulder, reassuringly, "Don’t worry, I won’t go far."
Having looked after Mark all night and then traveled such a distance, Arnold was truly exhausted.
She looked up in Mark’s direction and nodded slightly, "Okay."
Mark handed the knife in his hand to Arnold, "Take this. In case you encounter any danger, you can at least defend yourself temporarily."
"Boss, I can’t take this!" Arnold refused, urgently saying in Mark’s direction, "This is the only knife we have left. If I take it, what will you..."
"Don’t worry," Mark interrupted Arnold, "You forgot I made a wooden spear earlier. With it, I can deal with the beasts in the jungle."
Without waiting for Arnold to speak, Mark decisively added, "Alright, it’s decided. I’ll be back soon."
"Boss..." Arnold called after Mark, hoping to change his decision.
But Mark had no intention of changing his mind or giving Arnold the chance to change his.
Mark interrupted Arnold, saying, "Arnold, if anything happens, shout loudly. I won’t be far away." With that, he waved a hand and turned to leave.
Unfortunately, as Mark left to forage for wild fruits, three gaunt wolves with eerie eyes passed under the tree where Arnold rested.
Spotting Arnold sitting alone under the tree, they immediately halted, their eerie eyes greedily staring at Arnold.
They bared sharp fangs, sticking out long blood-red tongues, drooling from their gaping jaws.
But being naturally cunning, they didn’t rush, instead choosing to observe Arnold.
Their hind legs bent slightly, front legs stretched forward, sharp claws exposed, poised to pounce and attack at any moment...
On the opposite side, Arnold, who had been sitting back against the tree, was already standing.
She gripped the knife Mark had left her tightly, listening tensely to the sounds around her.
Being blind, Arnold had no idea what kind of beasts she was facing.
But she knew there weren’t just one beast, but three!
Moreover, she clearly sensed their greed—the greed to devour her.
At this moment, Arnold was frightened.
Confronted with multiple beasts in her blindness, she was unsure if she could survive, and what her chances of survival even were.
Yet amidst the fear, Arnold also displayed courage.
She bravely chose not to cry for help but to face these beasts alone.
She clearly knew Mark wasn’t far; if she called out, he’d surely come.
Then perhaps, Mark could save her life before the beasts attacked.
But afterward?
Arnold wouldn’t allow herself to bring any unknown dangers to Mark, and she refused to become a burden to him!
So she made no intention of calling for help, even if it meant she might die. She would never call Mark to rescue her!
In the tense, fearful, yet brave wait for a fight, the wolves watching Arnold suddenly let out a howl, "Awoo—"
With that howl, one wolf launched an attack on Arnold, lunging toward her like lightning...
Arnold’s ears twitched as the wolf lunged, deftly sidestepping the attack.
Simultaneously, without hesitation, she thrust the knife in her hand at a diagonal!
The lunging wolf was wounded by Arnold’s knife, crying out in pain, "Awoo!"
Thanks to the timely dodge, Arnold’s neck wasn’t bitten by the wolf.
However, being blind, Arnold was unavoidably injured.
At this moment, her arm, clawed by the starving wolf, was drenched in blood.
Yet Arnold didn’t utter a single cry of pain.
She simply tightened her grip on the knife, standing guard, ready for the wolf’s next attack.
The wolf that lunged at Arnold had landed steadily on the ground.
A deep scar, revealing bone, marked the right side of its face from the area around its eye.
Bright red blood stained its fur, dripping from its wolfish face.
Its blood-red eyes glared at Arnold, a growl escaping its throat.
It looked at the other two wolves and howled, urging them to join in its assault on Arnold...
Arnold clearly sensed the change in the situation.
She knew the next attack wouldn’t just come from one wolf.
Wolves are relentless, retaliating against any offense, yet also very united animals.
Angering one meant angering them all.
Unless they killed her, they might rally the entire forest’s wolf pack against her until she was dead.
Facing one wolf, Arnold might have had a chance to survive, but facing an attack from three wolves?
Arnold knew her life could end in the next moment.
Facing impending death, Arnold was truly scared.
She was so young, with many things left undone...
She didn’t want to die!
But could she really survive?
Arnold tightly closed her swollen eyes, body standing tall.
She listened intently to everything around her, a cold killing aura emanating from her body.
Fear didn’t mean cowardice.
No matter how scared she was, she would never surrender without a fight!
