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.

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

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

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

terror caused his shoulders, which were hid under the suit, convulsed uncontrollably, “Any second late, and Evadne might be in danger. How can

silent, his eyes shut tight, praying for

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

About two

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

sinking in his heart. All he could hope for now was that Evadne’s

hold on. I’m going

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

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

Be careful of the road!” Gordon followed, stumbling,

had happened? Why was Mrs. Abernathy alone in this

and pushed on through the rain. Fearing they might follow, she kept trekking forward instead of stopping for any short while, because she didn’t have any single of strength remained to

legs still moving in their quivery state unceasingly as

eventually, she couldn’t take another step and collapsed in a dilapidated gazebo at the foot of a hill. Only then did she dare to call Thaddeus – her only fear was that her

her arms, drifting to sleep with

accident, the dark red blood streaming down, begging the doctor

“Evadne!”

her, but she had no strength

shivering body was enveloped by a warm

Evadne murmured faintly, her eyes shimmering with

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

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

shoulder. If tears were blood, the rivers would

as she cried out, “Thaddeus, our baby’s gone! You must save him,

his heart. His trembling hand rested on her forehead, the scorching heat sending shivers of dread through him.

hospital!” He stripped off his suit jacket to wrap her tightly and lifted her in

arms.

were a feverish red, her

matter if we never have

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

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

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

the hospital, now.”

“No.”

“If we go to the hospital, my brothers will find me quickly. They’ll take me back. Thaddeus.

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

okay. I’ll just take some medicine.”

that, Evadne closed her eyes

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

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