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.

wasn’t driving a car; he was piloting a jet on the slippery roads with limited visibility. He was gambling with his life at this

the car door as if his life depended

crucial, but

second!” Thaddeus’s eyes bloodshot, tremendous terror caused his shoulders, which were hid under the suit, convulsed uncontrollably, “Any second late, and Evadne might be in danger. How can you expect me

his eyes shut tight, praying for their safety.

still pinpoint Mrs. Abernathy’s location?!” Thaddeus’s

still can! About

exclaimed in panic, “Damn it,

sinking in his heart. All he could hope for now was that Evadne’s phone had simply died and not that she

hold on. I’m going to

last known location. His men fanned out with flashlights, searching

in mud, but he didn’t care less, his eyes burning with anxious

careful of the road!” Gordon

Why was Mrs. Abernathy alone in this

and pushed on through the rain. Fearing they might follow,

numb, her legs still moving in their quivery state

gazebo at the foot of a hill. Only then did she dare to call Thaddeus – her only fear was that her man wouldn’t find her.

in her arms, drifting to sleep with the phone clutched tightly in

ago – the car accident, the

“Evadne!”

Thaddeus calling her, but she had no strength left

next moment, her cold, shivering body was enveloped by

you?” Evadne murmured faintly, her eyes shimmering

her into his pain–wracked chest, his voice rough and barely

felt as though his heart had burst open, bloodied and shattered.

cheeks, sinking into the delicate hollow of her shoulder. If tears were blood, the rivers

words slurred as she cried

into his heart. His trembling hand rested on her

you to the hospital!” He stripped off his suit jacket to wrap

arms.

feverish red, her words delirious, “Baby,

Evadne. It doesn’t matter

forehead, “In my heart, you are my child. I will

split with a wide, tearful grin

in a blanket from the hospital, clutching her waist almost fiercely, his eyes rimmed with

To the hospital,

“No.”

Thaddeus’s 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

with pain, “But you’re running a high fever; your body will

just take

closed her eyes again, slipping back into

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

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