Chapter 3692

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Married At First Sight Chapter 3692 – Seeing
Clarissa aimed her weapon at Kathryn, causing her three sons to freeze in fear, worried she might turn the gun on them as well, despite their familial connection. They remained close to Holden, awaiting the ambulance to transport him to the hospital.
With tears in her eyes, Kathryn looked up at Clarissa, who stood by the stair railing. Breaking free from Audrey’s grasp, Kathryn rushed forward, knelt down, and pleaded, “Mom, please don’t make any more mistakes. I’m your unfilial daughter—take it out on me, but let the hostages go. Put down the gun and come down.”
Desperately, she continued, “Mom, remember the kindness your sisters showed you and the regrets you’ve held onto all these years. Think about me, my brothers, and your grandchildren. Please, turn back, Mom!” Tears streamed down Kathryn’s face as she struggled to witness her mother continue down this perilous path.
Clarissa felt trapped. She heard the police calling for snipers, aware they would shoot her if necessary. Not wanting to see her mother killed, Kathryn urged Clarissa to surrender.
Pedro knelt beside Kathryn, and soon Mr. Jimenez and Audrey joined her in pleading with Clarissa to release the hostage and lower the weapon.
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Mr. Jimenez implored, “Clarissa, look at your daughter. She’s kneeling and begging you, with her forehead nearly bleeding. In her twenties, she sees things more clearly than you do. Can’t you let go of your stubbornness?
Everyone makes mistakes, but refusing to acknowledge them is the true failure. Clarissa, wake up. Release the hostages, put down the gun, and come down to face the consequences. Only then can you honor the years your sister dedicated to raising and educating you. You had so much, and if you hadn’t been driven by greed, you would still be happy.”

“You’ve brought about your own downfall.” A megaphone was handed to Mr. Jimenez, but he was too exhausted to continue after speaking for so long, so he passed it to Zachary.

Now holding the megaphone, Zachary addressed Clarissa, “Mrs. Farrell, don’t rely on your assistant to save you. He can’t even save himself. Your private helicopter is no longer an option; we’ve already arranged to trap you. You can’t escape tonight. Even with your gun, how many bullets do you have left? You can’t kill us all. Stop this pointless fight. Put down your gun, release the hostages, and come down. You might even receive a lighter sentence.”

Although his claim about a lighter sentence was not true—given everything Clarissa had done, there was no chance of leniency—the police took the megaphone from Zachary and continued to try to persuade Clarissa. Armed but cautious due to the hostages, they could not risk rushing in.

Clarissa stood on the roof, gazing down at the crowd below. Zachary’s words struck her hard. Was her helicopter truly unusable? Had Mr. Dunn lost his ability to execute his plans and was unable to retrieve the hidden guns? Was he really in danger now?