Chapter 509

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Fresh blood continued to flow from his wounds, but Alex paid no attention. He rushed through the store searching for items he wanted to give Ellie. Surely, she was expecting a girl. He piled up pink baby clothes and tiny dresses from the shelves.

‘But what if it’s a boy?‘ He quickly grabbed a few white onesies and baby bottles. ‘She must be going through a tough time during her pregnancy. I wonder if her feet are swollen.‘

Alex tirelessly grabbed maternity clothes, comfy shoes, and even a massage chair. Within moments, he held a massive bundle in his arms. He kept reaching for more items, causing some to tip over.

When he couldn’t find a bag, he grabbed a baby blanket from a shelf above to wrap everything up. He spotted a small drum resting on a stroller–a little toy. He quickly stuffed the drum into his pocket and dashed out into the rain.

stood motionless in the garden, gazing at the front door. Her

here for over two hours. Come inside; you just recovered.” Whitney pulled at her

residence, carrying baby supplies. He hugged his bundle tightly as he pulled the little red drum from his pocket and pounded on the door, shouting for Ellie with wild desperation in his

presence and were closing in; he was short on time. Due to

grabbed the gate of the Thompson residence, shaking it frantically and yelling.

louder, he clutched his burden with one arm and attempted to scale the gate with the

a look at her, and then I’ll go back,” he

was about to leap inside, he was hit by a police rubber bullet,

lost consciousness, collapsing with the supplies he held. The red drum fell in the Thompson

a pink baby bottle with his left hand while his elbow cradled two tiny garments and

had words left unspoken. Soon, both he and the items he took from the maternity store were taken away by the police.

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