When my life was in danger, I asked my boyfriend for help, but he said that I was fine, but the phone was mixed with coquettishness

My boyfriend is the Police Captain. When I was cornered by criminals, I calmly called his work phone three times.

When he finally answered, all I received was his impatient scolding: “Stop bothering me. I'm on duty, and you're disrupting my work.”

In the noisy background, I heard Violetta's playful voice: “Thank you, brother, you're amazing!”

With a criminal's knife close to my throat, I didn't have the luxury of arguing with him. I quickly dialed 911.

The dispatcher regretfully informed me: “All nearby units are handling other emergencies. It will take some time to reach you.