My mystery lover

Chapter 428 Kidnapped

Amy's mobile phone fell outside as she was caught off guard and dragged into the car. The small black

car drove off in a hurry, but at this time, a man arrived on the scene, picked up Amy's phone, and got

into Amy's car. He backed up and then just drove off.

Amy was in the car when she tried to resist, but was knocked unconscious from behind the back.

Matt looked at Amy's stunning face as she lay in bed and slapped himself in the face. Back then, he

was too infatuated with Gina's body and Amy was too reserved, so Matt didn’t like her.

However, there were many things that were precious only after they were lost. It was only after his

divorce from Amy that Matt missed her so much.

Matt gently stroked Amy's face. Her fair face was delicate and polished, without the filler of powder or

the encroachment of various fragrances, but with the fragrance of nature.

Matt moved up to Amy's neck and took a deep breath. He couldn't get enough of the light fragrance.

Why had he given up on such a beautiful woman back then? Her full boobs were all natural. The

thought of Gina and Marian's silicone boobs made him feel sick.

Amy felt a pain in her head. It was so painful that she couldn't even move. She barely opened her eyes

before she saw a masked man looking at her.

"Who are you?" Amy's voice was a little hoarse, probably because she hadn't had any water in a long

time.

But the masked man didn't say anything, just looked at her. He wore glasses and was all black.

"I want some water." Amy licked her dry lips and Matt went and poured a glass of water and handed it

to her. Amy took it and finished it in one gulp. She tried to get up, but her head still hurt.

"What did you get me into here for? Do you want money? I can give you guys that. I can give you as

much as you want. Will you let me go?" Amy looked at the masked man and begged him.

The masked man took the cup, put it on the bedside table, turned around, and walked away, not saying

a word to Amy.

"Hey, hey!" Amy called out to the man. Her throat was still sore, but the man simply walked away

without looking back, and she had to give up.

Amy looked around the room and noticed that it was very clean. The most important thing was that the

kidnappers hadn't tied her up after they had kidnapped her. Amy moved her legs and feet and found Exclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.

that she wasn't hurt either.

It was only the back of her head that hurt, which reminded Amy of the blow she had received on the

back of her head when she got into the car. It was a really hard blow and she still had a bump on her

head.

Amy tried to get out of bed. There was a smell in the room that made her feel uncomfortable and she

was so stuffy that she wanted to open the window.

Amy trudged over to the window and pulled the heavy curtains aside, then she saw that the window

was unbarred. When she pushed the window open, she knew why the room was unbarred, because

behind it was a cliff.

She pushed the window open and the wind from that cliff blew over and made her feel cold, so she

closed the window again.

She was sure she couldn't escape from the window. What about the door? Amy knew it was

impossible, but she still walked towards the door. She hadn't taken more than a few steps before her

legs went weak, so she crawled through purely. When she reached the door, she stood up holding onto

the door of the room, and tried to open it. She didn't expect the door to actually be opened, but there

were a lot of men in black standing outside.

All the men in black were masked and about the same height, and all had similar figures. But, Amy

noticed that none of the men were the same men in black who had just looked at her.

"Madam, you can tell us to do whatever you want. Just have a good rest in the house!" The masked

man at the door said to Amy in a polite manner.

Amy then had to back off again. She had been feeling weak in her legs and didn't know what was

causing it.

She slammed the door hard, but she fell straight to the floor because she had pushed too hard.

Fortunately, the thick carpet protected her from hurting, but she did not get up for a long time.

When the door opened again, it was the masked man she had first seen. He was coming in with food.

When he came in, he found Amy still sitting on the floor. He then put the food down and carried Amy to

the bed and made her lie down properly before he brought up the food for her again.

The food was plentiful, with fish and meat, and prawns, which she loved. She hadn't expected to be

able to eat so well after she had been kidnapped.

"Is all this for me?" Amy asked.

The masked man in black nodded and made a gesture for Amy to eat more.

Amy assumed he was a dummy and gave the meal a look. Now that it had come to this, she wasn't

afraid that he would poison her. If he had wanted to get her killed, he would have done so long ago.

Amy picked up her chopsticks and began to eat with great relish. She didn't know how long she had

been sleeping and she was really hungry.

It was only after she had eaten two bowls of rice that she felt a little more comfortable. She smiled at

the masked man who had been watching her eat.

"I'm full, thank you." She had almost finished all the food that had been brought to her.

Matt walked out again with that food in his hand. He couldn't let Amy know it was him who had

kidnapped her just yet.

Amy was grateful to the dummy. He actually knew she was hungry and got her so much good food.

When she had eaten enough, Amy thought her legs and feet would be stronger, but they weren't. She

could move around, but when she stepped on the floor, her legs and feet would get weak and she

couldn't take more than a few steps.

This made Amy very nervous. What was going on? Why was she like this? Was she going to be a

wreck?

Amy rubbed her feet and tugged again. She could feel her feet, but she just had no strength.

Even getting up to go to the toilet was a struggle for Amy. She wondered if she was suffering from

some kind of illness.

When the man in black came again, Amy told the black man that she had no strength in her legs and

needed a pair of crutches, otherwise, she would have problems going to the toilet.

The black man nodded. He really hadn't thought about the fact that Amy had to go to the toilet. But that

didn't matter. He could give Amy a pair of crutches to go to the toilet in his absence. And if he had been

here, he would have happily carried Amy to the toilet!