My Devil Husband
Chapter 178 She injured Wolfgang by mistake

"I..." Grace looked at him with a full face of hesitation, subconsciously back a few steps.

"It seems that you really like Carl." Wolfgang sneered, put the scissors to his chest and sneered, "In this case, then you can kill me and avenge Zhou Jianing and Martha."

"Wolfgang, is it really you?" Grace looked up at him, grabbed his lower lip and said, "Why did you do this? Isn't your revenge on Martha enough?"

"I don't care about Martha at all. I care about Zhou Jianing." He looked down on her with a full face of ruffians and smiles. "Grace, I did this for you. As long as Zhou Jianing dies, you can have a good time with Carl, can't you?" "For me again?" In an instant, Grace's face became very ugly and his voice increased several degrees. "Wolfgang, I have told you countless times that I don't need you to do anything for me."

"Who told me to like you? I would do anything for you." He reached out and touched her delicate face with a very evil smile.

"You!"

Thinking of the dead Stella and what had happened during this period of time, Grace clenched the scissors in his hand and really wanted to stab him with a knife.

Just as she hesitated, Wolfgang suddenly took her hand and stabbed the scissors deep into his chest.

Bright red blood dripped down his suit bit by bit, and she felt a warm and huge smell of blood in her fingers.

Grace looked at him in disbelief and trembled all over.

However, he squinted his narrow eyes and looked at her with a smile in his eyebrow and eyes.

He leaned to her ear and said in a hoarse voice, "Grace, that's all right, so that you will never leave me..."

As he said this, he fell directly into her arms.

"Wolfgang, how are you?" Grace was frightened and hurriedly held him, his eyes full of fear.

"Grace, what have you done to Wolfgang?" Just then, Daisy, dressed as a waiter, suddenly rushed out and shouted ferociously at Grace.

Grace shook his head hurriedly, but could not say a word of excuse.

It was she who stabbed Wolfgang....

Daisy rushed forward, pushed Grace away, held Wolfgang, gnashed his teeth and said, "Grace, you murderer! You wait for me, this is the house of Boning City. If Boning City knows what you have done, he will kill you!" "Don't tell my second brother." Wolfgang took Daisy's hand and lowered his voice. "Daisy, take me out of the back door. Don't say anything about it."

"Wolfgang, are you crazy? Grace stabbed you, and you still protected her!" Daisy said angrily.

"If you don't want me to die here, take me away immediately." He covered his bloody chest and his voice was full of refusal. "Grace, you also leave as soon as possible."

Daisy trembled with anger, but looking at Wolfgang's dying appearance, she could only give Grace a hard look and left with Wolfgang.

Grace stood in the same place in a slouch. After he had lost his mind, he trotted out of the villa and turned to leave.

The villa in Boning City lives in a remote area. She is running alone on the road in the wild mountains in the countryside, shaking all over.

The thought of what Wolfgang looked like just now made her feel very scared. She stabbed Wolfgang. Wolfgang won't die, will she? She actually killed her Caleb brother with her own hands... ... ...

Just as she was paranoid, the rapid ringing of her cell phone interrupted her thoughts.

Seeing Carl's name on the screen, she was in a trance for a long time before sliding the answer key.

"Hello, Grace, where are you? Why did it take so long to answer the phone?" Carl's low and pleasant voice came through the radio wave.

"I don't know where I am either." Grace stopped and said with a wry smile.

"You send me a location and I'll come and pick you up right away." Recognizing something wrong with her voice, Carl said, "Don't move, wait for me."

Grace nodded, which sent his position to Carl.

After half an hour or so, the familiar black Rolls Royce finally stopped in front of her.

Looking at her slouched and covered in blood, Carl was frightened. He hurriedly took off his suit and coat and put it on her. He carried her into the car and said with a full face of worry, "Grace, what's wrong with you? Why are you so embarrassed?"

Grace looked up at him and smiled: "Carl is Wolfgang's hand to Zhou Jianing and Martha. I have already avenged them."

Hearing what she said, he was in a trance for a long time, and his thin lip gently said, "Grace, I caught the gangsters of that day. They are not Wolfgang's people."

"What?" Grace's body shook and her face looked at her in disbelief.

"The man who took the lead was a man with a tattooed arm. I found his bank card transfer record. The person who transferred the money to him was Zhou Jiaqiao." Carl narrowed his eyes and said clearly.

"Zhou Jiaqiao?" For an instant, Grace was even more shocked. "Isn't he Zhou Jianing's younger brother? Why did he hurt Zhou Jianing?"

"The person he wants to deal with is Martha. He let the gangsters beat Martha and pretended to be ghosts to frighten Martha. Martha was insane, but those gangsters saw Zhou Jianing was beautiful and didn't control it. This is what..." Speaking of which, Carl sighed helplessly, "He is also thoughtless. He should have known long ago that the so-called gangsters would not listen to him obediently. This is the result."

How did this happen?

Grace shook his head desperately, still can't believe this fact.

Zhou Jiaqiao is Zhou Jianing's younger brother and the person in the world who wants to protect Zhou Jianing most, but in the end he hurt her...

And Wolfgang, clearly this matter has nothing to do with him, why did he take it?

She felt guilty at the thought of the knife she had stabbed him.

She hurriedly looked at Carl and said hurriedly, "Carl, take me to Wolfgang. He is injured..."

"Grace, you'd better go back to rest first. Your face is very ugly." Carl looked at her with low eyes and lowered her voice. "It's too late today. I'll take you to see Wolfgang early tomorrow morning."

Grace shook his head and wanted to say something else, but he felt black at the moment and fainted directly.

Looking at the woman who fell pale in her arms but still mumbled the name "Wolfgang", Carl waved gently and ordered Warren Fule to drive home.

But along the way, his eyebrows were tightly frowned.

Wolfgang's move is really clever. It seems that his wedding with Grace is doomed not to go so smoothly.