章 837: Her Worst Nightmare

Eighty-Eight…

Bang!

The sound of the gunshot reverberated in the mansion. Everything happened so fast that Jane wasn't able to react quickly. She was still shaken up by Nathan's death when Monica suddenly showed up.

Before she knew it, Monica already pulled the trigger, aiming at her. But someone intervened to protect Jane. It was none other than Ethan, her son.

"Mommy…" Ethan called her out in his weak voice. 

Time seemed to slow as Jane realized that she never felt any pain. It only meant that she wasn't hit by the gunshot. 

"Ethan?" Jane's eyes snapped open in horror as she saw the small figure before her. His fragile frame wavered as his little hands reached out toward her. He tried to be strong for her, even in this moment.

"My son… are you–" Her voice cracked, unable to finish her words. Ethan collapsed right in front of her, her eyes widening in pure shock and disbelief.