A Wound that Never Heals

A Wound that Never Heals Chapter 249

Chapter 249 Ms. Garcia Is Dead

Almost in an instant, Darlene, who was standing on the edge of the cliff, disappeared.

Gustave even felt that the scene of Darlene standing there just now was just an illusion.

The wind and the sound of rain and snow made the top of the mountain even more silent.

Gustave’s eyes were red as he pounced over.

He looked down and saw that Darlene, who had been surrounded by the bottomless fog, had already disappeared.

He let out a desperate roar, and his chest seemed to have been torn open without warning. The cold wind carrying the snow poured into his chest.

The chill and pain instantly penetrated his limbs and bones, and he seemed to be unable to feel anything.

At this moment, he was incomparably conscious that Darlene would not live when she fell off such a high cliff, under which was a bottomless sea. This time, no one could save her. No one could save her in time.

In the middle of the night, when the clock just crossed zero, a new year began. This was the moment that symbolized new life and wonderfulness, but her life ended here.

His eyes almost split open as he looked down at the endless cliff. He fell off, and his fingers dug deep into the mud and snow.

The moment his body was about to fall down, the person behind him quickly came over and grabbed him.

Darnell grabbed his arm with a pained expression and said in a deep voice, “Mr. Walpole, calm down. It’s more important to save her now. If something happens to you, you will only divert the police’s attention and lower the hope of Ms. Garcia being saved.”

a cliff, and there is a

that happened ten

twelve years old. She fell from the cliff into the sea and happened to meet Gustave in the early morning and

that was the case, Darlene and he could still be considered to have narrowly escaped

were many police officers below, how could there be officers who happen to be guarding the place where she had fallen and save her at

winter now. The sea was freezing cold. Even if she would not be swept away by the waves, it would not take long for her to suffocate to

stumbled to his feet. Even if he knew that the hope was slim, there

who rushed over. His voice was so hoarse that it was

search continued

the sky turned bright, nothing

rescue boats also began to rush over. The search had never stopped,

sea has been a little turbulent from last night until today. When she fell into

it should be impossible to

five o’clock in the morning, and it had been more than five hours

fallen into the

being alive was

beach was soft and damp, and it was

got up and knelt in front of Tom. “I beg you,

hasn’t had a good day for so many years. She

get up quickly. The search has been going on. Don’t worry.

outskirts of the city, in

was already o o’clock. On the empty ground of the abandoned factory sat a young woman

looked at the phone in his hand that did not receive any messages or calls

Nathen won’t come to save

bodyguard beside him. “Break one of her hands, take a photo, and send it to Nathen. Tell him that