Chapter 1209

Bruce ignored my protests entirely. The car roared through the deserted streets, speeding over bridges and weaving through the tangled highways like a wild beast unleashed in the night. Finally, it came to a stop at a beach near Joddesdon Harbor. I knew this place. It was a tourist beach near the port, one I'd been to a few months ago after Bruce inexplicably got angry with me. It was also the same beach where we'd once celebrated our five-year anniversary. Why had he brought me here? What was he planning to do? The car stopped, and Bruce got out. He opened the back door where I sat, gripping the seat tightly as my entire body tensed. My eyes stayed locked on him, and my voice cautious but firm as I asked, "Bruce, what are you doing?" He stepped closer, and I instinctively shrank back. The moonlight outside was bright and serene, but inside the car, the atmosphere was taut, frozen, and dangerous. Facing his solemn expression, I tried again, my voice trembling. "Mr.