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.”

in his eyes. “This is a cliff,

was impossible for something that happened

happened to meet Gustave in the early morning

could still be considered to have narrowly escaped

officers below, how could there be officers

The sea was freezing cold. Even if she would not be swept away by the waves, it would not take long

his feet. Even if he knew that the hope was slim, there was no

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

search continued

the sky turned bright, nothing was found.

more police officers and bodyguards rushed over, and rescue boats also began to rush over. The search had never stopped, and the range

from last night until

be precise, it should be impossible to survive for half an

morning, and it had been more than five hours

into

possibility of her being alive

beach was soft and damp,

cry. She got up and knelt in front of Tom. “I beg you, please! Please save my daughter.

let her down. She hasn’t had a good day for so many years. She can’t

“Mrs. Swale, get up quickly. The search has been going on.

city,

factory sat a young woman with her hands and feet tied up. Her face was filled with panic

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

a deep voice, “It’s been so long. I’m afraid Nathen won’t come to save you. It

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