Chapter 22 As the sun set in the west, great swathes of fiery clouds blazed across the sky. Camila ran along the path behind the mountain, her long dress caught by thorns. She tore off the hem without hesita- tion and strode forward. Behind her, the bodyguards were closing in, while ahead of her, a helicopter appeared. "Cami!" Treyton was waving at her. The roaring wind from the helicopter whipped the torn piece of her dress, making it flutter loudly. Camila curved her lips in a smile and ran toward the helicopter. Treyton immediately rushed over to meet her. However, an off-road vehicle suddenly stopped between them, blocking Camila's way. Zachary got out of the car, his expression dark and his voice icy. "Cami, you're still as willful and reckless as ever." He had thought that her recent quietness meant she had compromised, learned her lesson, and was ready to live peacefully with him. But he never expected it was all just a stalling tactic-she had secretly tied bedsheets together and escaped out the fourth-floor window. "Come back with me." He stepped forward. But Camila suddenly took a step back: "In your dreams!" She would never go back with him again! Seeing the determination in her eyes, Zachary clenched his fingers into a fist, his anger turning into a cold smile: "You don't have a choice." He reached out to grab her wrist. "Let go!" Camila struggled. Bang! 0.0 % 09:05 υπαμαι σε A gunshot suddenly rang out. Camila froze. When Zachary saw another group of people appear, his expression grew grave. They were the remnants of the Madderford family's rebels! "Protect Mrs. Madderford!" At his command, the bodyguards immediately drew their guns, and both sides plunged into a chaotic fight. In the chaos, Camila immediately escaped, running toward Treyton. However, the red dot of a gun's scope locked onto her. Bang! "Cami!..." "Cami!-" The expected sharp pain never came, because Treyton had stepped in front of her and pulled her into his arms. At the same time, the Donovan family's bodyguards arrived, forming a human shield around them. Camila's pupils contracted for a moment. When she saw Treyton's shoulder stained red with blood, her voice trembled uncontrollably: "Treyton..." "I'm fine, Cami, don't cry..." "How could you be fine?" Camila touched the blood on him, sobbing, "You're bleeding so much..." "I'm really fine." Treyton held her hand tightly, comforting her gently, "The bullet just grazed my shoulder." Camila paused, and when she saw that his injury was indeed not serious, she finally stopped crying: "You scared me to death!..." Treyton pulled her into his arms: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, Cami, I'll take you away." Camila nodded, and together they supported each other onto the helicopter. In the distance, Zachary clutched the wound in his right chest where the bullet had passed through, blood gushing out. Watching Camila's figure grow farther and farther away, a bitter smile tugged at his lips as he collapsed. 46.9 % 09:05