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.

a jet on the slippery roads with limited visibility. He was gambling with his life

and pale, clutched the handle above the car door as if

Finding Mrs. Abernathy is crucial, but you

She could be in trouble at any 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

eyes shut tight,

Abernathy’s location?!” Thaddeus’s voice hoarse,

About two

signal vanished from the GPS screen. Gordon exclaimed in panic, “Damn it, Mr. Abernathy! We’ve

hope for now was that Evadne’s phone had simply died and not that she

on. I’m going

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

rain, his shoes and pant legs caked in mud, but he didn’t care less, his eyes burning

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

Why was Mrs. Abernathy alone

taken one of their phones and pushed on through the rain. Fearing they might follow, she kept trekking

legs still moving in their quivery state unceasingly as if

gazebo at the foot of a hill. Only then did she dare to call Thaddeus – her only fear

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

of the accident three years ago – the car accident, the dark red blood streaming down, begging the doctor to save him, save her

“Evadne!”

her haze, she thought she heard Thaddeus calling her, but she

moment, her cold, shivering body was enveloped by

faintly, her eyes shimmering

his pain–wracked chest, his voice rough

curled up so pitifully, he felt as though his heart had burst open, bloodied and

streamed down his cheeks, sinking into the delicate hollow of her shoulder. If tears were blood, the rivers would have surely run crimson by

her words slurred as she cried out, “Thaddeus, our baby’s gone! You

knives, carved into his heart. His trembling hand rested on her forehead, the scorching heat sending shivers of dread

hospital!” He stripped off his suit jacket to

arms.

cheeks were a feverish red, her words delirious, “Baby, our baby.”

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

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

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

car, Thaddeus discarded his soaked suit and wrapped the woman tightly in a blanket from the

the hospital, now.”

“No.”

me quickly. They’ll take me back. Thaddeus. I don’t

“But you’re running a high fever; your body will overheat.”

I’ll just take

her eyes again,

hours, the villa was peaceful. Marilla slept

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