Remarried Wife: Mr. Ex, We Will Never Reconcile!-Chapter 122: Let Him Die!

The engine of the black Mercedes G-Class roared, tearing through the night as it sped along the winding mountain road.

Inside the car, Nicholas Grant’s knuckles turned white, tightly gripping the steering wheel. His jaw was tense, and his eyes were fixed on the dense darkness ahead.

Suddenly, the Bluetooth headset buzzed to life, "Brother, the traffic command center data just synced. Ian Kane’s car, the black Phantom, license plate ending in 622, is now at Myrwood Mountain’s cliff top. The speed... it’s still climbing, showing no signs of slowing down. The trajectory indicates he’s heading straight for the edge of the cliff!"

"He’s... going to crash off the cliff!"

The words "crash off the cliff" struck Nicholas Grant’s ears like cold iron. His heart dropped suddenly, and his vision went black for a moment.

A fleeting distraction, and the steering wheel seemed to slip away!

The car lunged forward like a wild horse out of control, roaring toward the outer edge of the sharp curve!

Instinct moved faster than thought! Nicholas Grant’s entire body tensed up instantly, a subdued growl escaped his throat, and with all his might, he jerked the steering wheel to the right!

"Screech—!" The sharp sound of tires skidding pierced the valley.

The car swerved violently, shuddering. The left wheels scraped against loose gravel and the fringe of bushes by the roadside, sparking in their wake.

The vehicle was forcibly pulled back, and Nicholas Grant’s back was instantly drenched in cold sweat.

He panted heavily, his bloodshot eyes like those of an eagle, locked onto the faint outline of the cliff edge in the darkness ahead.

In his headset, the voice of his cousin, Noah Grant, came through again.

Nicholas Grant floored the gas pedal with his right foot!

The engine roared with wild fury, the car speeding towards the darkness of the mountain top.

Meanwhile.

At the cliff top.

The engine’s roar startled the crows nesting in the forest, screaming into the night sky.

"Ian Kane! Stop—!"

Vera Sheridan’s scream was hysterical, filled with fear and despair.

One hand clutched at the muscle of his arm, nails almost digging in, while the other convulsively gripped the roof handle, knuckles white from exertion.

Scalding tears streamed uncontrollably.

Just as Ian Kane turned his head to look at her, her face, utterly twisted in terror and drenched in tears, struck his chaotic consciousness like lightning.

A blurry yet sharp image flashed suddenly.

Almost simultaneously, his body reacted before his mind.

He slammed on the brakes!

The moment the piercing sound of friction arose, he swiftly unbuckled his seatbelt, his whole body lunging like a released arrow, with reckless force, heavily pressing towards Vera Sheridan in the passenger seat!

With his broad back, he pinned her tightly between the seat and his body, as if to create a wall of flesh and blood for her.

The car swayed violently, Vera’s eyes shut tight, her body stiffened into a block of stone, and the dread of death seized her heart instantly.

It was unclear how much time passed; the world fell into dead silence.

A heavy, warm weight pressed on her, familiar scents of smoke and alcohol filled her nostrils.

Vera slowly opened her heavy eyelids.

In her line of sight was a chest almost pressed against her, rising and falling, the heartbeat like thunder.

No crash off the cliff...

This realization was like having all her bones pulled out, her rigid body suddenly collapsing.

Immediately after, the overwhelming fear and panic transformed into violent trembling, sweeping over her.

Tears of pure instinct flowed from the corners of her eyes.

Ian Kane shook his head, dazed from the impact, suppressing the dizziness. He quickly glanced outside the window—no crash off the cliff.

He immediately looked down at the person he protected beneath him.

In the faint light, her face was covered in tears, her eyes swollen and red like peeled young walnuts, so fragile they seemed to shatter at a touch.

The man’s Adam’s apple bobbed heavily, as if scalded by her tears, his voice hoarse, squeezing out a few words: "...It’s okay now, don’t be afraid."

This familiar voice, with a calming undertone, pierced through Vera Sheridan’s nerves numbed by fear like a sharp needle!

She stopped crying instantly and instinctively used all her strength to push him away fiercely!

"Ian Kane! You’re a madman!" Her hoarse scream broke out, filled with lingering tremors and overwhelming anger, tears still uncontrollably streaming down.

Her strength was soft, and Ian Kane’s tall frame barely moved, instead, her shoving aggravated his wounds.

He groaned softly, instinctively raising a hand to cover his forehead.

Somehow, a cut had opened there, with fresh blood trickling down between his fingers, making his already pale face from the impact look even worse, his thick brows furrowed tightly.

This stifled sound of pain made Vera’s furious pushing motions abruptly halt.

Just moments ago, the image of him unbuckling his seatbelt, recklessly throwing himself over to shield her, flashed into her mind.

That resolute protective gesture...

A trace of extremely faint hesitation, like a drop of water into boiling oil, was instantly swallowed by a surge of anger and suspicion. 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎

A cold, sarcastic smirk suddenly appeared on her lips, her gaze sharp as a knife, staring fixedly at the blood on his forehead, her voice trembling with post-traumatic cold hatred:

"Heh... Ian Kane, playing the ’self-harm’ tactic with me again?"

Putting her in danger, then playing the savior!

This sentence, like a searing blunt knife, stabbed mercilessly into Ian Kane’s heart and twisted vigorously!

His tall figure wavered almost imperceptibly, as if struck by an invisible heavy hammer.

A piercing, icy pain, originating deep within his bones, far exceeded the wound on his forehead, mingling with self-mockery and despair, instantly devouring him.

Suddenly, he let go, allowing the blood to trickle down freely, no longer meeting her disdainful eyes, with a nearly collapsing fatigue, sinking heavily back into the driver’s seat.

Vera Sheridan unbuckled her seatbelt, fumbling for the door handle, wanting to get out.

From the driver’s seat, Ian Kane’s thin lips moved slightly, his voice extremely low, carrying a hint of a hoarse brokenness, more like he was speaking to himself:

"... Am I so despicable in your heart?"

Vera opened the car door, clearly not hearing his words.

"Yes." Ian Kane’s gaze pierced into her back, "Vera, you finally wised up a bit."

"... It’s a ’self-harm’ tactic, indeed calculating you." His mouth twitched into a smile uglier than crying, his voice icy, "Otherwise, what? If I don’t act realistically, shed some blood, how can I make you, with the heart of stone, soften even for a moment? How can I make you believe that even this madman has a bit of love, how can I make you... continue being my Mrs. Kane, and not let Noah Grant succeed!"

Hearing this, Vera’s fingers clenching the car door handle tightened to the point of deathly pale, her nails almost embedding into the leather.

A madman with a bit of love...

The moment these words pierced her eardrums, her thick eyelashes trembled slightly, as if scalded by something hot and filthy, then fell even more coldly, cutting off all light.

The next moment, she forcefully pushed the car door open!

One foot resolutely stepped out——

Her foot suddenly found empty space!

"Ah——!" A short, terrified scream burst uncontrollably from her throat, her body lurching forward due to inertia!

At the critical moment, a strong hand suddenly grabbed her slender arm!

The tremendous force yanked her back fiercely!

Vera’s back slammed heavily into the seat, her heart pounding so wildly it nearly exploded out of her chest!

She panted, her eyes fixedly staring outside the car door she just stepped through——

In the faint car light, there was only a heart-stopping, all-devouring darkness!

"The car, the car is hanging in the air!" she finally cried out, her voice trembling.

Ian Kane’s heart sank heavily!

He swiftly turned sideways, peering out through his side window, focusing on the view beneath the car’s front——

The cold moonlight struggled to pierce through the deep night, outlining a hair-raising scene below:

The front half of the car’s hood had already completely jutted out beyond the edge of the cliff!

Like the front end of a dangerous seesaw, suspended above a void abyss.

Only the back half of the car barely remained wedged on solid ground.

Only a jagged rock wedged against the rear wheel, barely preventing the car from sliding entirely.

Ian’s eyes turned sharp immediately, his whole body tensed.

Vera took a deep breath, forcing herself to calm down. "Where’s your phone? Why are you just standing there? Call for rescue now!"

Ian turned his head, his gaze flicking quickly over the dark back seat, his long fingers tapping lightly on his knee, his tone indifferent, "I threw it away."

Along with hers, thrown out of the window at the time.

Vera clenched her fists in anger, her knuckles turning white.

Ian ignored her rage, his arm reached past her, accurately feeling for the adjustment knob on the side of her seat.

The seatback was reclined by him.

"Get to the back seat." His deep voice carried an indisputable command, "Get out through the rear door, the door is on solid ground. Move lightly and quickly."

Vera was momentarily stunned but quickly understood his meaning.

She groped and turned around, climbing toward the back seat from the reclined chair.

The car swayed with her movement, frightening her into stillness.

Ian frowned, moved to her seat, and, with his hands grasping her slender, tense waist, practically lifted her whole body.

"Ugh!" Vera grunted softly, her body suddenly left hanging, before being forcefully propelled toward the back seat by an irresistible force!

Just as she was "thrown" toward the back seat—

"Screech—!"

The car shook violently, emitting a grinding, unbearable groan!

The rock wedged against the rear wheel seemed to jolt under the sudden shift of weight!

Vera was scared out of her wits, her survival instincts overpowered everything!

She practically lunged toward the rear door, her trembling fingers searching for the handle.

"Click!"

The car door was forced open, cool mountain air rushing in.

One foot finally stepped onto the solid ground outside the car!

The tension in Vera’s nerves snapped, a sense of relief from the brink of death washed over her.

"Creak—boom!"

At this moment, the car body suddenly sank heavily downward, making a terrifying muffled sound!

The shift in balance from her upper body leaving broke the car’s equilibrium.

The vibration from the ground beneath seemed to tell her: once she completely left, the car and Ian would plunge down the cliff!

Vera froze in place, her body half-suspended at the car door.

Ian apparently realized it too, the man in the front seat looked over at her.

Through the dim light of the car’s interior lamp, their eyes suddenly collided.

"Get out, why aren’t you moving?" Ian’s voice was low, his gaze tightly locked on her rigid form, "Once you’re off, the car will crash... no one will bother you anymore."

Vera clutched the handle tightly, staring at him without speaking.

Ian’s Adam’s apple twitched, his hand resting on his leg secretly clenched his trousers tighter, his tone slightly teasing, "Can’t bear for me to die, huh?"

Vera’s heart trembled, and the next second, meeting his deep black eyes, where fine sparks flickered, faintly revealing... expectation.

She suddenly curled a cold smile at the corner of her mouth, retracting the foot on solid ground, her body fell back into the rear seat.

"Ian, even if you’re a madman, you’re just worthless!" Her eyes pierced into him, "If you fall, I’ll be guilty of having your life... staining my hands."

As her words fell—

The faint light in Ian’s eyes extinguished instantly, leaving only a dead, ashen gray.

He abruptly turned his face away, his jaw tight as a knife’s edge, his Adam’s apple rolled violently, unconsciously pulling out a cigarette pack, agitatedly shaking out a few, taking one and lighting it swiftly at the corner of his mouth.

The scarlet glow flared in the dimness.

Vera tightened her hands, "Ian, hurry up and come to the back seat too!"

Ian lifted his eyes, looking at Vera in the back seat through the rear-view mirror.

"If I move, the balance shifts, the rock won’t hold, we die together."

"You want to die here with me?"

Vera held her breath.

At this moment, two blinding xenon headlights suddenly shot from behind!

The roar of the engine approached and stopped.

Against the blinding light, a tall figure nimbly jumped out of the car, striding swiftly over!

"Vera!"

A voice filled with urgency yet steady and powerful called out.

It’s Noah!

Vera’s nose tingled instantly.

Ian in the front seat narrowed his eyes, fiercely clenching the cigarette.

Noah rushed forward, seeing the car’s front hanging dangerously over the edge, his breath caught.

His tall body tensed instantly like iron, fists clenched tightly at his sides!

"Vera?!"

At that moment, the rear car door opened, and Vera’s trembling, almost tear-choked voice sounded: "Senior!"

Noah’s chest heaved, taking a few swift steps to the car door.

Against the light, Vera looked up—

Noah’s tall figure stood like a barrier, blocking the glaring light.

He bent down, his deep eyes locked tightly onto her, his gaze sweeping over her pale face and tear-red eyes.

All his muscles instantly contracted, intense heartache and anger churned in his chest, Noah gritted his teeth, the muscles at his jaw subtly twitching.

He looked up, his sharp gaze shooting towards the front seat.

Ian slightly tilted his chin, also gazing at him.

A sinister look, with a hint of provocation.

Noah gave him a hard look, his iron arm wrapped around Vera’s slender waist, the next moment, her soft body fell into his blazing embrace, "Vera, get out of the car first."

The mature and stable male scent flooded her senses, Vera’s heart finally slightly eased, taking a breath, calmly said: "Senior, if I get out... the car will... crash!"

As soon as the words were out, the car seemed to respond with a teeth-grinding "creak"!

Noah paused slightly.

In the next moment, his gaze shot back to the front seat, carrying a hint of ferocity.

Ian slightly raised his chin, squinting as he looked at him, an aristocratic face, the corner of his mouth curved into an extremely cold, expressionless arc.

Noah’s thin lips twitched, enunciating each word, "Then, let him die!"

Each word was laced with searing hatred.

Before the words were finished, Noah’s iron-like arm erupted with terrifying strength, unresistingly dragging Vera fiercely away from the brink of death, pulling her into his embrace!

Just as both of them left the car, their clothes brushing past the car door—

"Boom!"

The Phantom’s massive chassis let out one last desperate metallic cry, suddenly sinking downwards.

Immediately, the entire car, with Ian in the front, plummeted down the cliff with a thunderous crash!

Vera stared in shock at the scene.

In the moment the car fell, she faintly saw Ian’s pale face, disappearing into the boundless darkness with the car’s front.

Vera instinctively stepped forward half a step, "Ian—!!"

Her ashen lips involuntarily burst out a short, sharp cry, almost breaking the sound barrier.