Mommy，We Got a Husband

Alaric's intervention made Neil hesitate in pulling the trigger, which only further infuriated Ambrose. The veins bulged on his forehead and neck as Ambrose roared at them, "Put down the gun!"

Neil was now in a more passive position as the opportunity to shoot was misse, so he had to lower his handgun. Meanwhile, Ambrose and Stellan had retreated into deeper waters, with the sea already up to Stellan's knees, leaving Alaric in a panic.

Seeing Alaric about to move forward again, Ambrose loudly reminded, "Step back! All of you, step back!"

Seeing that Alaric had no intention of retreating, Ambrose shouted again, "Don't you understand me? I said step back!"

"Alaric," Stellan spoke up, "Step back! I'll talk to him..."

Alaric called out, "Galatea!"

Alaric was really worried, but Stellan insisted, "Let me talk to him."noveldrama

With no better option in sight, Alaric, Neil, and the others reluctantly retreated to a safe distance. Only then did Stellan turn his head slightly and say as she met Ambrose's gaze, "Ambrose, please, stop now. Don't continue down this path, alright?"

"What did you just call me?" Ambrose was stunned, as if he were hallucinating. "Ambrose," Stellan called him again, in the same tone as when they were together. "Ambrose?" Ambrose murmured, it had been a long time since he had heard that name. He was called Ambrose, but Stuart despised the name and rarely used it. Others either hated him and called him by his full name or feared him and called him Mr. Vale. It seemed only Stellan would gently call him Ambrose with a playful tone.

"Ambrose, why are you working so late again? All you do is work all day and never spend time with me."

"Ambrose, did my treatment work? Your insomnia should be much better, right?" "Ambrose, happy birthday! Don't work today, I booked a hotel, let's go celebrate."

"Ambrose..."

"Ambrose..."

She used to call him like that, always like that, as if it were just yesterday.

Thinking about it made his eyes wet again. Those times were so happy. It seemed that only Stellan had truly loved him.

Looking at Stellan again, it was still the face he loved the most, but it no longer belonged to him.

Then Ambrose hurled the dagger into the sea, his other arm gradually loosening its grip around her neck. He then reached into the pocket within his jacket, and slowly began to speak as he gazed at her, "Stellan, I have something..."Before Ambrose could finish, a gunshot rang out by his ear, and Stellan screamed in terror when blood splattered all over her in an instant.

Ambrose, who was shot, had blood spreading from his chest.

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"Ambrose..."

The bullet had just grazed her, hitting Ambrose's heart. Right in front of her, Stellan felt like she could only hear the gunshot.

With the tide rising, the sea was about to submerge their thighs, making the situation extremely dangerous.

Just now, Ambrose had dropped his dagger, and his action of reaching into his pocket seemed dangerous to a police officer. Moreover, they were at a distance, and Ambrose's emotions were volatile. To prevent him from doing anything rash, taking the chance to shoot him was the best way to protect Stellan. So, seizing the opportunity, Neil fired, hitting Ambrose's heart with precision.

Ambrose, hit by the bullet, convulsed uncontrollably, trying to hand something from his pocket to Stellan. She stood there, stunned, watching Ambrose, who actually smiled at her.

Ambrose said, "If only I weren't a Vale..."

As he finished, Ambrose's body began to fall. Because he had just handed her something, his hand slipped away, and Stellan instinctively tried to catch him.

But before she could touch him, Alaric had already pulled her away, and Ambrose fell into the sea, turning the surrounding water blood-red.

"Galatea? Are you okay? Galatea?" Alaric carried Stellan to the shore, clearly terrified, calling her name repeatedly.

But Stellan seemed to hear nothing; all she could hear was the echo of the gunshot. All she could see was blood, as if time had stopped at the moment Ambrose was shot, with a constant ringing in her ears.

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"Galatea? Galatea!" Alaric kept calling her, but Stellan was unresponsive, eventually fainting in his arms, causing Alaric to panic completely. Alaric shouted, "Get me a helicopter right now; I need to get my wife to the hospital!" Alaric had flown the helicopter himself, but with Stellan unconscious, he couldn't focus, so he told Neil. "Get the hostage to the hospital quickly!" Neil, seeing Stellan faint, was also anxious and immediately ordered his subordinates. Then Alaric carried Stellan onto the helicopter, leaving Ambrose's aftermath to Neil.

The helicopter landed on the hospital rooftop, and Alaric rushed Stellan to the hospital for a full-body examination.

After the examination, Alaric anxiously asked, "How is my wife? Is she hurt anywhere?"

The doctor said, "No, the results are all good. She fainted due to shock and will be fine after some rest."

Hearing this, Alaric finally felt completely relieved. Overwhelmed with fear, his legs gave way, and he sank onto the bench.

From the moment he knew she was taken by Ambrose until now, he had been in a state of panic. Now that the fear hit him, his whole body trembled uncontrollably. Alaric was truly afraid, whether it was the thought of Stellan being taken away by Ambrose forever or Ambrose seeking mutual destruction with her.

He couldn't imagine what he would do if something happened to Stellan. And what would their children do?

In his fear, he heard hurried footsteps approaching. Looking up, he saw it was Cormac.