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.

car; he was piloting a jet on the slippery roads with limited visibility.

white–knuckled and pale, clutched the handle above the car door as if

calm down! Finding Mrs. Abernathy is crucial, but you have to think about

which were hid under the suit, convulsed

fell silent, his eyes shut

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

About two

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

heart. All he could hope for now was that Evadne’s phone had simply

I’m going

His men fanned out with

ran into the rain, his shoes and pant legs caked in mud, but he didn’t care less, his eyes burning with anxious concern.

careful of the road!” Gordon

had happened? Why was Mrs. Abernathy alone in this forsaken place?

last ounce of strength. She had taken one of their phones and pushed on through the rain. Fearing they might follow, she kept

completely numb, her legs still moving in their quivery state unceasingly as if they were

another step and collapsed in a dilapidated gazebo at the foot of a hill. Only then did she dare to call

a ball, her face buried in her arms, drifting

accident, the dark red blood streaming down,

“Evadne!”

heard Thaddeus calling her, but she had no

her cold, shivering body was enveloped by a warm embrace, a

that you?” Evadne murmured faintly,

his voice

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

the delicate hollow of her shoulder. If tears were blood, the rivers would have surely run crimson by

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

had pierced his soul. Her words, sharp as knives, carved into his heart. His trembling hand rested on her forehead, the scorching heat sending

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

arms.

cheeks were a feverish red, her words

matter if we never have

long lashes as he kissed her burning forehead, “In my heart, you are my child. I will cherish you, love you, protect you. Having you is more than

face split with a wide, tearful grin

tightly in a blanket from the hospital, clutching her waist

To the hospital,

“No.”

brothers will find me quickly. They’ll take me back.

you’re running a high

I’ll just take

closed her eyes again, slipping

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

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