Chapter 490

Thaddeus stared at the unfamiliar number flashing on his phone screen, momentarily immobilized. Not many people had his private number, and he never bothered with wrong numbers or cold calls. But this time, his heart inexplicably raced out of control.

Pressing the answer button, he brought the phone to his ear, “Hello?”

On the other end, the tumult of a storm mixed with static.

“Hello? Who is this?”

Usually, Thaddeus would’ve hung up by now. But today, he uncharacteristically waited for a reply.

“Thaddeus, it’s me.”

Evadne’s frail, soft voice came through in fits and starts, torn to shreds by the howling wind. Like a dagger, it pierced straight through the man’s heart.

“Evadne?!”

Thaddeus’s eyes sparkled with a mix of surprise and joy as he shot to his feet, his breathing laced with an intense tremor. It was almost unbelievable to him that he was receiving a call from her.

“Thaddeus. I want to see you. I’m so tired,” Evadne’s fading voice was nearly imperceptible.

“Evadne, where are you?! I’ll come to you right away!” Thaddeus’s eyes reddened, a nameless agony churning within.

“I don’t know where I am.”

The woman on the other end couldn’t hold back her tears any longer, “I’ve walked so far. I can’t go on. My head’s spinning. I just want to sleep.”

“Evadne! Don’t sleep, please, stay awake!”

Thaddeus’s heart clenched, spasming wildly, “Don’t hang up. I’m tracing your call right now! Stay with me!”

Hamilton, overhearing, tensed with concern.

“Granddad Hamilton, I’m sorry.”

“Thaddeus, you don’t need to explain.”

With an understanding wave of his hand, Granddad urged, “Go now! Nothing is more important than finding llana!”

Gripping his phone, Thaddeus dashed out of the hospital room.

“You’ve got to find llana! Keep her safe!” Hamilton cried after him, tears in his eyes.

Thaddeus nodded heavily, his steps heavy. He got into his car, taking Gordon with him as they sped off into the stormy night towards Skyrim.

He quickly gathered his men; a convoy of sleek black sedans raced behind Thaddeus’s lead, struggling to keep up with his breakneck speed.

jet on the slippery

handle above the car door as if his life depended on

is crucial, but you have

hid under the suit, convulsed uncontrollably, “Any second late,

fell silent, his eyes shut tight, praying for their

you still pinpoint Mrs. Abernathy’s location?!” Thaddeus’s voice hoarse, forehead slick with

can! About two

in panic, “Damn it, Mr. Abernathy! We’ve lost Mrs. Abernathy’s signal!”

now was that Evadne’s phone had simply died and not that she had met some

on. I’m going to

known location. His men

into the rain, his shoes and pant legs caked in mud, but he didn’t care

of the road!” Gordon followed, stumbling, his mind

Mrs. Abernathy alone

on through the rain. Fearing they might follow, she kept trekking forward instead of stopping for any

legs still moving in their

Only then did she dare to call Thaddeus

Evadne huddled into a ball, her face buried in her arms, drifting to sleep with the phone clutched tightly

– the car accident, the dark red blood streaming down,

“Evadne!”

heard Thaddeus calling her, but she had no strength left to

cold, shivering body was enveloped by a warm

that you?” Evadne murmured faintly, her eyes

his arms, pressing her into his pain–wracked chest, his voice rough and

felt as though his heart

her shoulder. If tears were blood, the

muddied haze, her words slurred as she cried out, “Thaddeus, our baby’s gone! You must save him,

if an arrow had pierced his soul. Her words, sharp as knives, carved into his heart. His trembling hand rested on her forehead, the scorching heat sending shivers of dread through

to the hospital!” He stripped off his suit jacket

arms.

her words delirious,

okay, Evadne. It doesn’t matter if we never

heart, you are my child. I will cherish you, love you, protect you. Having

out of the stormy night, Gordon’s face split with a wide, tearful grin

and wrapped the woman tightly in a blanket from the hospital, clutching her waist

drive. To the hospital,

“No.”

sweaty hand, “If we go to the hospital, my brothers will find me quickly. They’ll take me back. Thaddeus. I don’t want to go back. I want

a high fever; your

okay. I’ll just take some medicine.”

her eyes again, slipping back

morning hours, the villa was peaceful. Marilla slept sweetly in her

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