Unstoppable Unforgiven (Shermaine and Joshua)

Chapter 580

News from Bruce finally came through, and just ka Sharmaine hued predicted, it was a tog

But even if it was a trap, they still had to go. Bruce had fallen into their hands, and they couldn’t just leave hi

Had Molly been caught off guard, she might have walked right into their soare. But now, with

advance and take them all down.

Molly gave the order. “Get the team ready. Fuel the jet. We leave for Avalmere first thing tomorrow

She planned to split her team into two groups. The first group would go with her, and the second group would stay behind. They’d leave tonight w once they arrived, wait for her instructions, without a single hint of their plans leaking out.

The people she’d arranged were her loyal assassins, ones she’d trained personally. She didn’t worry about spies revealing their movements. Shermaine around, even if something went wrong, she’d be the first to step in.

Once everything was set, it was already evening

Molly stretched and thought about Roy back at home. She wondered how he was doing, She couldn’t help but recall the way he had looked at her when she left earlier, his eyes full of longing. Her heart softened.

Whether human or wolf, it seemed like he always found a way to pull at her heartstrings.

But he was already back, at her side, without revealing his true identity. Molly felt the punishment was light enough.

In a good mood, she grabbed her car keys and headed home.

Roy had been waiting all day, and now it was already night, but Molly still hadn’t returned. Worse, his body was starting to feel wrong. His heart was racing, and soon a sharp, suffocating pain spread through him.

He was burning with fever now. His head was dizzy, and he staggered to the bathroom, collapsing beside the cool tub in an attempt to cool down.

His heart was pounding so fast that he wanted to reach out to Shermaine, to figure out what was happening, but his body was too weak to move.

Roy thought maybe a nap would help, like it always had before. He had always managed to get through the pain by focusing on Molly.

No matter how bad it got, as long as he thought of her, he could push through. She was his anchor.

When Molly arrived home, she was met with chaos. The sofa was torn apart. Feathers were scattered everywhere, and everything was a mess, except for

her bed.

She put down her keys, already feeling a headache coming on.

She glanced at the corner of the room, but Roy was nowhere to be seen.

Lucky, on the other hand, was sprawled in his bed, happily playing with a toy.

Molly shouted, “Lucky!”

Lucky jumped, then started barking in protest, as if saying it wasn’t his fault.

He ran over, wagging his tail and shaking his head, almost like he was trying to tattle.

Molly spotted the patch of fur missing from Lucky’s head. She was furious at first, but then, seeing his pitiful expression, she couldn’t help but laugh.

She didn’t even need to check the security footage. She already knew what had happene

Roy was probably still angry, jealous even, and had taken it out on Lucky by pulling his fur torky, in turn, adverted

furniture.

Molly sighed and comforted him. “It’ll grow back. Don’t worry.” noveldrama

Lucky, not expecting her to side with Roy, felt a little abandoned.

Molly asked, “Where is he?”

Lucky let out a grunt and refused to answer.

The truth was, Lucky didn’t know. With age, his sense of smell had dulled, and after he’d woken up from his nap, he simply couldn’t End Boy anyo

Molly searched the house, calling out anxiously, “Roy? Roy?”

Her eyes flashed with panic.

If Roy had left her again, this wouldn’t just be about a little punishment. It would be far worse than that.

She checked every room, her frustration growing with every passing second. But no matter where she looked, there was no sign of ham.

Molly’s anger bubbled up, and her eyes started to redden.

The husky watched her quietly, sensing her distress. For the first time, he saw her so upset, like she had lost something precious.

Seeing his owner so shaken over a wolf, Lucky decided to stop causing trouble. He sniffed the air, struggling to track Roy’s scent. After a moment, seemed to focus on something in the bathroom.

Lucky let out two sharp howls, and Molly’s eyes snapped to him.

Another howl, and she quickly followed him into the bathroom. That was when she found Roy, curled up in the bathtub.

Seeing him there, in human form, Molly felt like she had stepped into a dream. Roy’s face was flushed with fever, his skin burning, and he was clutching his chest like he couldn’t breathe.

Without a second thought, Molly lifted him up. Despite the two year’s that had passed, his body was still lean and strong, every muscle defined, every line

smooth.

She quickly took off her jacket and wrapped it around him, then called Shermaine.

Shermaine was mid–call with Joshua, but the calming medication she had given him wasn’t working. He hadn’t had a decent sleep since Shermaine had

left.

Molly’s call came in, and Shermaine switched to her. “What’s happening?”

Molly didn’t waste any time. “Roy’s not okay.”

Shermaine frowned. “It sounds like an episode. Don’t worry, I’ll send the medication via drone.”

The meds would only stabilize him for now as Shermaine was still working on a perfect formula. Roy needed something much stronger than what worked for others.

Molly nodded, “Okay, thank you.”

“Is his heart rate still high? How fast is it?”

Molly placed her hand on his chest, feeling the rapid thud. She quickly calculated. “About 800 beats per minute.”

Shermaine’s voice was calm but firm. “It’s not as bad as it sounds. Don’t worry. He’ll be fine.”

Meanwhile, Roy, half–conscious and disoriented, felt like he was dreaming. He saw Molly holding him and instinctively clung to her “More chest…”

Roy had always been the affectionate one, and Molly couldn’t help but feel a pang of sympathy for him. “It’ll pass, I promise Just hang in there,

On the other end, Shermaine wisely hung up, giving them some privacy.

Molly comforting Roy like this was something Shermaine had never witnessed before.

Roy buried his face against Molly, rubbing against her. The pain in his body seemed to lessen with her warmth “Momo, don’t ignore me Don’t be mad at

me.”

“I’m not ignoring you.”

“You took that dog out, but you didn’t take me with you,” he complained, his voice almost childlike.

Roy had such an innocent, almost angelic look, with eyes so clear and pure that it was hard to believe he had such a possessive streak lurking underneath.

When he acted this way, Molly couldn’t help but feel a mix of affection and amusement.

Molly sighed, trying to stay serious. “Do you even realize what you did wrong?”

Roy, still feverish and out of it, blinked up at her, clearly confused. He looked at her gorgeous, striking face, the way she glowed with an alluring scant, and felt a rush of warmth.

He kissed her softly, murmuring, “I didn’t do anything wrong. You’re mine, Momo. I missed you so much.”

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