"But if you don't help me, don't blame me for being rude!"
I was wary that he was setting up another trap to harm me, so I refused.
He doesn't know that the bigger the public opinion, the sooner my family will find out, and the good days of those who want to harm me will be over!
Unexpectedly, ten minutes later, his bodyguards broke down my door and took me to the hospital.
Damien's bodyguard pushed me into the blood transfusion room and ordered the nurse to draw blood immediately.
I couldn't struggle free and could only watch my blood being drawn away as my vision went dark.
In a trance, I saw Damien running hurriedly to the VIP ward with two bags of blood.
"The patient's corpus luteum ruptured and hemorrhaged heavily. Fortunately, there was a matching blood source..."
The doctor's words came through intermittently, and then I understood why they kidnapped me.
It turned out that this couple had gone too far again and were admitted to the hospital, and my blood type happened to match Chloe's.
My phone vibrated in my pocket. It was a message from Damien:
"Scarlett, thank you for saving Chloe. I don't care that you had someone else's baby die in your belly. Let's start over."
I was so angry that I was shaking all over and fainted.
After staying in the hospital for a night, the doctor let me go home.
The moment I opened the door, I felt like I was struck by lightning.
The priceless Northern Song Dynasty Ru kiln vase in the living room is gone!
It was my twentieth birthday present from Alexander, and there are only three left in the world.
I staggered towards the study, and sure enough, the landscape painting by Zhang Daqian on the wall was nowhere to be seen.
After turning on the surveillance camera, I found out that Damien, while I was in the hospital last night, broke into my house with his bodyguards.
They swept through every room like bandits, and Damien even smiled smugly at the camera:
"Scarlett, I knew you loved me, but I didn't expect you would prepare so many surprises for me!"
"Although these things are high imitations, I don't mind!"
Trembling, I dialed 110 and sent a message to Alexander's private lawyer at the same time.
Any one of those antiques is worth tens of millions, enough to keep Damien in jail for life!
When he saw me bringing the police to his house, he was stunned at first, then he smiled and asked me:
"Scarlett, what are you doing? We're getting married soon, is there anything wrong with me helping you move?"
"Who is your fiancée?"
I interrupted sharply, "We've broken up! You're burglarizing!"
Damien calmly took out a photo of us from the past and handed it to the police:
"Officer, we are just a couple having a quarrel. I bought all those luxury items for her."
He pointed to those precious antiques and said with a solemn oath:
"As for those, they were all fake goods that she bought with my money. I bought them with my own money, and now I'm moving them into my wedding house. Isn't that illegal?"
Before I could say anything, Damien picked up the only fake item in my house and continued to attack me:
"Look at this glaze color, it's obviously a cheap imitation, it's probably not worth even $50 at a street stall. In fact, I made her angry, so I secretly helped her move and gave her a surprise. It's all my fault."
He admitted his mistake very well and even took out a diamond ring, knelt down in front of the police and admitted his mistake and proposed marriage.
The police believed it and quickly left after receiving an emergency call.
I vaguely heard that there seemed to be a murder, and I couldn't stop the police from rescuing people.
But the account with Damien must be settled.
I slapped the diamond ring off his hand and said coldly:
"Have you had enough of acting? If you have, return those things to me! Otherwise, you will spend the rest of your life in jail!"
