Contract Marriage With Mysterious President novel Chapter 327

When Philip tried to pull Amy back, she dodged skilfully. A slight disappointment slid through Philip's face, but he managed to hide it well.

Lucy brought Amy all the way in front of Philip. The two stood against each other just like that, and the greedy look from Philip gave Amy loads of creeps. But for the sake of everybody there, she kept her mouth shut.

The priest in robe said a bunch of things, but Amy couldn't hear anything clearly.

She had been keeping her eyes low, since she hated to see Philip and listen to the priest. All she did was trying to shut herself in a closed space.

"I do." The old and powerful voice of Philip dragged Amy back to reality.

He grabbed Amy's tender hands with his aged ones. The sudden move startled Amy quite a bit, who then instinctively tried to shake away his hands.

But she stood no chance against Philip's strength -- he was holding her hands firmly.

"Sweetheart, we're a couple now. Stop being afraid. Everything of you will belong to me." Philip stared at Amy with his green eyes like a starving wolf.

The priest turned to Amy and asked if she'd like to be the wife of the man before her. Amy remained silent.

"Honey, the priest is asking you. Answer him!" Philip urged Amy.

Amy looked down at her hands and Philip's. She was in the States now, and there's nothing else she could do about it. The documents she needed, Philip would only hand over to her after they got married.

"Sweetheart, just answer him." Philip squeezed her hands even harder.

Everyone there fell into dead silence, waiting for this sacred moment to happen.

Amy raised her head and casted eyes on Philip, then on all the people that filled the chapel.

Lucy was standing right behind her. At this moment, she had no other choice but to say those two words.

Suddenly, the chapel gate was pushed open, and a tall figure showed up at the entrance followed by Dalton Newell and a bunch of cops.

"She doesn't!" Richard's deep and firm voice pierced through the corridor. Philip pulled Amy behind him immediately.

"Oh!" The fast movement of the police into the chapel brought in quite the tension for the guests while a number of women began to scream. The police blocked the chapel in a jiffy.

"What are you doing here?" Philip started to panic. He had no idea why Richard and Dalton would bring all these police.

"We're not going to do anything. But Mr. Philip Roth, you're suspected to be engaged in an international fraud. We reported this to the police already, so if you have any question, you'll get an answer from the police station." Richard walked towards Philip, but all of a sudden, Philip pushed Amy in front of him with a knife in his hand pointing at Amy's neck.

Seeing Richard and her own father in the chapel, Amy was completely in shock. She wouldn't expect the ones she had been long to see all this time to show up in this place.

What she didn't expect either was being used by Philip now. She could feel the tip of the cold dagger poking right at her neck, and would pierce her skin any moment.

"Amy, don't be scared. I'm gonna get you out of here." Richard was heart-broken to see Amy being held hostage. Rage had filled up his eyes.

"Hahaha! You guys are too naive! But not bad, not bad! Finding evidence against me in such a short time, huh! But you know what? It doesn't matter to me, because my company is going bankrupt soon, so there's nothing for me to lose. Now you're all going to hell with me!" Philip took a few steps back dragging Amy to look for a safe spot.

"Richard, what are you doing here? Does that mean Newell Group is fine now?" All Amy wanted now was a clear-cut answer at this point.

"Yes, it's fine now. Philip brought Newell Group into a fraud, but now we have all the evidence of what he's done, and we're here to arrest him." Richard explained to Amy, contemplating strategies to save her.

Hearing that the Newell Group had been out of trouble, Amy felt a great relief and that there was nothing to hold her back now.

"Philip, please don't hurt my child. You can take me, please release my daughter." Mr. Dalton Newell walked towards Philip, limping from both the waist injury that wasn't fully recovered and the exhaustion from collecting Philip's evidence over the last days.

"You can save it, Mr. Newell. All I want is her. I love her. There's no way I'm giving her back to you. I know I'm not going to jail because I'm dying today. But it's okay, because I'll die with the woman I love and there's no regret on my side." Philip held Amy tightly. He could feel the energy of youth from her body. He would die a happy man now.

"You asshole! Let my daughter go!" Dalton made a few steps forward.

"Step back! Otherwise I'll kill her right now!" Philip squeezed the knife tighter to Amy and cut her skin open, and blood started to run down from her neck.

"Roth, you're surrounded now. Your men were all taken down. Now let go of the hostage and come with us!" The police force already put Philip's men under control and were now trying to work on him.

"You think I'm stupid? The moment I let her go, there will be hundreds of bullets going through my body. I'm not gonna die here and I'm leaving. You gotta give me a car and 100 thousand. I'm getting outta here. If I don't get them in 10 minutes, well, you can then take her body. Hahahaha!" Philip looked around with his green eyes. Everyone here wanted Amy safe, and he could use it as a leverage to get out of here.

"Dad, Richard, just leave me. Take this bastard and don't let him run away! Don't let more people suffer from him! I'll be fine." Amy said to Richard.

"Shut up! You want to die now? No way! You're my wife and we haven't had sex yet. I'm not gonna let you die now!" Philip was enraged. His hands were trembling, causing more blood to trickle down from Amy's neck.

If Philip didn't hold Amy this tight, Amy could've tried escaping. But Philip was a skilled and crafty man. The way he held Amy from the back made it impossible for her to get away.

"Lucy, when the things are ready, you bring them and we'll all get outta here." Philip said to Lucy who was standing next to him.

"OK." Lucy responded as she walked behind Philip. He taught everything to her himself. She was his best student.

"Ah!" With a muffled sound, Philip slowly fell on the ground.