Ch. 26 - Out of the frying pan, into the fire

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[A/n: I know that I made a promise of posting this update sooner than it should have but, as of ya'll know it's holiday so... Fun aight? Ehrm yeah, I'm joyfully wishing you all advance Merry Christmas! 🎅🏼🎄 Stay shipping Ddeulgi and Baechu tho~ 😂]


Seulgi's POV


"Irene!" I screamed in horror. Then I shoved the pistol in my belt, ran to her and cradled her in my arms.


She opened her eyes then slowly began to speak, "He was going to shoot you in the back. Couldn't let that happen..."


It was at this point I suddenly became aware of the shouts of several people and what sounded like several dogs coming in my direction.


"The shot's came from over there!" I heard someone shout.


"OVER HERE!" I shouted back in response.


Looking down at Irene and seeing she had been hit in the chest, I burst into tears.


"N-no Baechu, you can't die, you shouldn't have done that!"


Irene then slowly reached up and touched my cheek with a loving gaze, she weakly smiled. "Had to save the woman I love... right?"


"No... no... no... you can't die." I croaked, my voice cracking.


At this point, four men with several dogs burst into the small clearing we were in.


"Where is he?" One of the men shouted.


I pointed off towards the direction I saw him run, "He went that way, I think he's running towards the river... I- I hit him in the arm."



"Alright men, after him!" Shouted by the tall man holding a rifle.


Then the group followed by a few others ran off leaving me alone.


However just a few seconds later, Irene's father burst into the clearing. Once he saw her had been shot, he turned ghostly white and ran to her.


"What happened?"


"Irene and I were talking and that bastard snuck up on us. She spotted him as he was about to shoot me in the back. She pushed me out of the way, but got hit herself. He dropped the gun and ran. I picked it up and fired. I'm sure I hit his left arm." I tell him in rage through my tears.


His brow quickly creased with worry as I handed his stricken daughter to him.


"Father, h— he was going to shoot Seulgi..."


"Don't talk, Irene, please save your strength. You did a very brave thing. I am so sorry I ever arranged for you to marry that scoundrel. Had I even an inkling of his true character, I would have never, ever agreed to it. Please forgive me."


"It's okay, father. Y-you didn't... know."


I hastily reached in one of my bags, ripped off a piece of one of my dresses and tried to apply direct pressure. "Mr. Ferrer, Sir. She needs a doctor!"


He then looked at the wound and seemed to cringe as his face turned more ashen. He knew something that I could not tell.


"What is it? Tell me!"


He then looked at me gravely, "I've seen combat many times and I've seen wounds like this all too often. If she doesn't reach a surgeon in a short space of time, then she will expire."


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