Chapter 330

Ethan Miller got even madder—next thing you know, he grabbed a steel rod and took a swing, smashing it straight across Clara Bennett. Wham! The rod came down hard, but Luke Miller didn’t hesitate for a second. He threw himself in the way and took the hit for her. Clara heard a muffled groan from Luke and instantly knew—he had to be in serious pain. But he didn’t make a sound. "Luke, why are you doing this? He’s using me to hurt you on purpose. He won’t actually kill me. Just leave, please!" Clara pleaded, her voice full of worry and frustration. But with her hands and feet tied up, she couldn’t do anything. Luke was drenched in cold sweat from the pain, but his voice stayed steady. "I’m not leaving, Clara. Wherever you are, that’s where I’ll be too." "You pathetic loser," Ethan snapped, eyes burning. "You wanna play the hero? Fine, let’s see how long you can protect her!" He raised the rod again and slammed it down on Luke with everything he had. Still, Luke didn’t say a word, just tig