Even after Her Death by Rita Bond

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Chapter 508 Thank God, I've Finally Reached You

Seeing the red dots flashing relentlessly from the helicopter in the sky, I clutched Sergio's hand tightly. "W-

What do we do?"

We were in the middle of the ocean now-if they attacked, there would be nowhere to hide!

"Don't be afraid. After all, I carry the Ligendzas bloodline. If she wants to use you to threaten the Boltons, she wouldn't go so far as to completely destroy us," Sergio reassured me.

His words were comforting, but my heart still raced with panic and unease. Out here on this vast, boundless sea, Sergio was the only person I could rely on.

The helicopter spotted us and began pursuing our boat.

At that moment, how I wished the one coming after us was Carter-if it were him, at least my child and I might be saved.

But the reality was far crueler than I'd hoped. A heavy machine gun was mounted on the helicopter, and they opened fire in the direction our speedboat was racing toward.

"Dr. Zimmer, what do we do?" I cried out in terror, hugging my round, protruding belly tightly.

"Coco, don't be afraid. I'm here." Sergio wrapped his arm around my shoulders, pressing my head against his chest.

Outside, a violent storm raged, with countless raindrops and waves crashing against us. I clung to Sergio's clothes, uncertain if I could survive this ordeal.

Will I ever make it back alive to see Carter again?

I'm sorry... I don't even know what he looks like now. The only memory I have is of meeting him when I was eight years old.

I didn't dare imagine how devastated he would be on the day he found my body and our children.

Sergio wasn't wrong-they weren't directly shooting at the boat. Their goal was to force us to stop the speedboat and bring us to a halt.

But in this situation, how could we possibly stop?

If we were captured, both Sergio and I would face a miserable fate.

That sick and twisted family wouldn't let Sergio go, much less spare me.

The speedboat surged forward desperately while the helicopter followed close behind in the stormy sky. Whether it was the sea or the sky, the situation wasn't looking good.

The wind was fierce, the rain relentless, and the waves towering, but none of us could afford to stop. Out here in the pitch-black sea, the speedboat and helicopter were locked in a deadly race.

the heavens for a way out for me and my child. Just one more month, and I'd finally get to meet them. I couldn't let anything happen

by the one I loved, torn apart, and barely pieced back together to have this second chance at

Just this once-this one time-please give

to anyone, so why must my life be filled with such

I've given

streams of tears slid silently

flash of violet light streaked across

Boom!

had flown into a thundercloud, and amid the lightning and

plummeted from the sky, crashing straight into

against the tear tracks on my face, snapping me out

felt surreal, almost

really heard

head, patting my

wasn't over-not yet. That madwoman wouldn't let me off so

and wiped the tears from my face. At the very

down, and the sounds of the wind and rain

reached an island to rest and recover. With such a fierce

prepared. Once we escaped, this

with deep concern in his eyes. "You must've been terrified tonight.

think they'll come looking

around here. Even if they suspect we've come ashore, without a tracker, they won't know which one. But you'll have to endure a few days in these conditions. Once the danger

indeed poor. Most of the inhabitants were locals who made their living by fishing,

air was damp and carried a

Thank God, I've Finally Reached

into dry, comfortable clothes and

of calm. It wasn't until just before dawn that I drifted into a deep

by nightmares and

of the events of the

called

"Dr. Zimmer..."

until I saw him

the tension in my eyes, his expression softened. "I went to find some food for you

to his sleeve. "Good. If you

me into an embrace. "Coco, could it be that

hadn't been by my side last night, I wouldn't have known what to do. I'm lucky you were

you're a good person, but I'm sorry-I won't ever

me. Being stranded on this isolated, signal- less island has given me a

escape.

I deliberately took the piece of paper with Carter's

over in