She Was Stabbed

Rose mindlessly drove her black Bugatti Veyron until she reached Damai Beach. She sat still for a while before she slowly alighted from her Blackie with her sunglasses perched nicely on her duchess nose. It was four in the evening and there were only a few people on the beach. She casually walked towards a rhu tree before plopped down and leaned comfortably against its trunk. She inhaled deeply as her thoughts were fully occupied with all the events. One by one popped into her mind.

First, she was drugged with G20. This drug was original, well, truth to be told she was the one who invented the original version. But she really couldn't recall the man that had helped her with the research. Yes, she might be young at that time, a 17 years old girl, who was still studying in the high school, but it didn't deter her from trying something new based on her newly found passion in biological research. As to how she had successfully created this drug, she really didn't have any inkling to it. What had happened at that time? Why she couldn't recall any events within that time frame? And the man… He had the same fragrance as Jude. And she really liked the smell. It was the only thing that she could remember. The smell.

From this event lead to her meeting with Mr Jude Townshend, her current fiancé. Well, she fell in love with him, big time. Though he might not be the first person that she loved, what's the matter now she does love him, wholeheartedly. There's no time to fool around.

Then, the death of George, her brother. It happened all of sudden that she still trying to figure out the real caused of death. Was it really just a plain accident? Or was it something else? She still couldn't find it out.

Since then, she became the CEO of a big company. She needed to leave behind her passion for designing of wedding plans for those who needed her service to make their dream wedding came true. Thinking of this made her heart tightened involuntarily. She stared blankly at the vast sea before her eyes.

Marriage… Wedding… The bell… The wedding rings… There was suffocation feeling rose from her stomach into her lungs and struck her heart. Her face paled. She unconsciously clenched her dress while biting her lip nervously. She took a long time staring at the diamond ring on her ring finger.

Jude…

Two more weeks before they were officially united as one. Most of their preparations were done by both families as the two of them busy to finish what should be finished by then. And today, they were supposedly going to choose their wedding attires together and cake tasting. But in the end, Rose opted for her very own designs for her wedding gowns: one for matrimony in church, one for the afternoon reception and another one for the evening banquet. These included the bouquets for each dress. She had Leah to help her to get her dresses ready. She sighed…

She took off her wedges shoes and swiftly stood walked towards the shore, barefooted. She walked along the shore, letting the little waves washed over her feet, feeling forlorn. Her hair tumbled at her back, her dress swayed by the ocean breeze. She instinctively hugged herself.

She was in a deep trance when a couple of Caucasian approached her with a camera in the man's hands.

"Excuse me. Mind if you could help us to take some photos?" the man smiled at her while gave her the camera. Rose nodded her head and took the camera from his hand. After taking a few photos, she returned the camera back to the man with a smile.

It was then she recalled the pictures… Someone was stalking her all these while. And today, someone almost hit her with a motorcycle. What was the motive? To kill her? But why? She looked around her and when she didn't find anything strange, she sighed in relief while patting her heart.

She was about to turn back to the rhu tree when someone grabbed her and covered her mouth with a piece of clothing. Rose struggling to free herself when suddenly she was jerked away from the assaulter. Only then she realized it was her Jude. Then she looked at her assaulter and was surprised. Wasn't he the one who asked her to take a few pictures earlier? She began to feel goosebumps all around.

Jude kicked the man to the side. His gaze was murderous. When the man charged towards him, Rose caught sight of a shiny swiss army knife in his hand. Her heart was practically jumped to her throat.

"Hun! Careful!" She dashed towards Jude, pushed him to the side and – swooshed! The knife landed on her left rib.

"Honey!" Jude shouted in alarm while the man gave out an evil laugh and he looked at Jude menacingly while he landed a heavy blow on her temple. Jude glared at him with murderous gaze and the aura around him turned grim all of sudden.

Rose could feel her left side drenched in warm blood and when she touched it, all she could see was red blood… on her hand before the man sent a heavy blow to her temple. The last thing she remembered seeing was Jude gave the man vicious kicks and punch.

With each heavy blow and vicious kicks the man soon became pulped. Jude gave him one last blow that rendered him to unconsciousness.

He quickly rushed to Rose who was covered in blood. His heart was in wrench upon seeing her drenched in blood. Tears strolled down his cheeks.

"Honey… Honey… Please, please stay with me… " his voice choked with tears. He quickly scooped her up and dashed towards his Rovers and speeding to St Patrick's Hospital.

Earlier that day…

'Boss, someone had tried to hit lady boss with a motorcycle in the underground parking. Then madam just went off without telling me where is she going.' He frowned upon reading the text message from Paul. He swiftly called her phone but to no avail.

He then called Paul again. Based on Paul's account, both him and Mike at the scene and both of them witnessed it. It was lucky that Mike just in time to save Rose from being hit. He began to feel uneasy. It was no wonder earlier on she was sounded extra dejected when he had to decline her invitation to go for their wedding preparations. And how she didn't say a bye to him. Not her usual act.

He swiftly called Tony in and asked him to track her car. It was then he finally found her, sitting alone, leaning against the rhu tree. She was totally in a daze. Then he saw she took off her shoes, absentmindedly walked along the shore, barefooted.

When he saw a couple of Caucasian asking her to take some pictures, he started to feel uneasy. There was something more to the way the man with the camera looked at Rose. Something scheming, evil and dangers.

He began tailed them alone. And when the female went off in a car, he was curious as to why the man was left alone. Hence, he followed him and there he saw before his eyes, the man grabbed Rose and covered her mouth with a piece of clothing all of sudden.

He rushed towards them and kicked the man away while took Rose's arm and kept her by his side. Damn! The man was no ordinary man judging from the way he fought him. But he didn't realise that the man had a swiss army knife with him.

He was just about to turn to ask Rose when Rose suddenly shouted a warning to him. The next thing he knew, she dashed towards him, pushed him to the side and the knife was stabbed into her left rib. Red blood dripped from her rib and drenched with her own blood.

His aura changed instantly into murderous and grim. He punched and kicked the man into a pulped before he swiftly called Samuel to standby emergency room for him. He scooped Rose into his arms and dashed towards his Rovers.

He gently placed the bloody Rose on the rear seat and sped all the way to St Patrick's Hospital.