Chapter 1897

Rodney rushed in and kicked open the balcony door on the second floor. “Don’t come in…” A vase was thrown at him. Rodney hurriedly dodged. When he looked into the room, he saw Sarah disheveled and curled in the corner with tears on her face. At her feet lay a fat middle-aged man’s naked and disgusting body, as well as his bleeding head. He knew at a glance what happened. “Sarah, don’t be scared. It’s me,” Rodney said softly. “Rodney, you’re here. Why are you so late?” Sarah slowly slumped down at the corner, hugging herself into a ball helplessly and painfully. “I thought you wouldn’t come. I was so scared. He kept trying to force himself on me, and I had no choice but to smash his head. I don’t know if he’s still alive. I might have killed someone.” Rodney suddenly took pity on her. He hurriedly took off his jacket and draped it over her shoulders. Then, he squatted down and checked the middle-aged man’s breathing. “He’s not dead. We’ll send him to the hospital.” “But…” Sarah