But at that moment, Janet suddenly slipped off her coat and dropped to her knees beside me with a loud thud. Then she slapped her own face violently. "Simon, this is all my fault. Hurry up … take Harper home. Don't fight with her because of me …."
"But, Simon, I'm telling the truth. I’ll kneel right here. In a few hours, when I’m paralyzed on this ice, you’ll finally believe me …”
The hesitation in his eyes immediately turned into heartache. He rushed forward, lifted Janet with tender care, his face full of anguish. Then he looked at me with cold eyes. "Harper! You really know how to twist black into white. If I didn’t protect her, a kind soul like Janet would’ve been bullied to death by you! And even now, you’re still so defiant—don’t blame me for being ruthless!”
Spinning around, he barked another order with an icy voice, “Guys! Release that polar bear from the cage! Let it have a good time!”
A burst of laughter erupted from behind him.
“Well, well, we’ve never seen a polar bear play with humans before! Thanks to your wife, we’re about to get a real show!”
Then they rushed toward the massive iron cage.
Just before the cage's door opened, a timid female's voice suddenly piped up from behind, "Simon, my dad saw polar bears during his expeditions. They’re violent creatures. If they smell blood, they really will eat people. Look—your wife and child are both covered in blood. If you release it, someone could actually die…”
Simon immediately gestured for the man at the cage door to stop. When he was about to speak, a faint, pitiful sob sounded from beside him. "Just forget it, Simon. I don’t care if I end up paralyzed in bed. I’m just worried about the child in my belly…”
"On that day, I just found out I was pregnant, Harper threw me out. Maybe she was angry about that …”
Pregnant? I had no idea this bitch was pregnant!
I did not have a chance to explain when Simon's face darkened and he roared at the men near the gate, "Open the cage!"
The next second, that two-meter-tall monster charged toward me and my son.
Meanwhile, Simon pulled Janet onto the helicopter and wrapped her protectively in his arms. As he watched me running frantically with my son in my arms, a burst of cruel laughter came from his mouth.
"Harper! Let’s see how tough you really are! You tried to harm Janet and now you want to kill the child in her womb. Everything you suffered today—you brought on yourself!”
Sprinting desperately across the ice, my lungs were about to explode.
Seeing this, Janet tried to interfere timidly again, but Simon silenced her with a glare. “Enough! I’ve already prepared a medical helicopter. Nothing will happen. But if you say one more word, you’ll be thrown down there with her!”
Terrified, she shrank back and didn’t dare speak again.
Sniffing the scent of blood, the polar bear went berserk. Seeing this, I frantically rubbed snow onto my body while sprinting like a madman.
Though the blood scent faded from my skin, it was still on my feet. With every stride, another layer of the soles of my feet was ripped off by the ice.
The bear followed the trail of my bloody footprints, roaring louder as it charged after us.
The freezing cold and blood loss made my head spin.
Finally, when my body gave out and I collapsed onto the ice, I could only watch helplessly as the bear lunged at me.
Clutching Leo, I rolled over swiftly, baring my back to the bear. A second later, a paw bigger than my face crashed into my back.
