Master Odell’s Secret Ex-Wife

Chapter 1630

The fire raged on for the entire day. If not for the miraculous rain, it might have consumed the entire forest. Alas, the rain put an end to it.

What was once a beautiful display of nature, an endless stretch of lush and thick blankets of greenery were now burned away, leaving behind only large and gray husks of tree trunks and piles of ashes blanketing the ground.

It was still drizzling.

The firefighters made one last final round of the area as unauthorized vehicles were still not granted entry into the sectioned ring.

A tall figure of a man stood directly in front of the barrier, overlooking the burned remnants of the forest. In just one day, he looked like he had lost a considerable amount of weight. He seemed frail and defeated.

A pair of empty eyes concealed behind the lens of his glasses stared blankly at nothing in particular.

After a lengthy investigation, several firefighters stepped out from amidst the smoldering forest and approached the barrier..

One of the firefighters, who appeared to be the chief, turned to John and informed regretfully, “Master Stockton, we found your house.”

John turned to him, his eyes were bloodshot.

firefighter expressed with remorse, “The house was completely burned down. We were

she?” he asked, his

firefighter hesitated to form a reply.

and itching for

firefighter seemed puzzled by this question. “Do you mean someone was residing in the house? When we

No bodies?

Did she manage to slip away?

a faint trace of hope. He pushed the chief firefighter away and quickly marched into the smoldering forest since he

who managed to escape from the burning house last night joined

to register what John was up to. He recovered from his shock. and hurriedly turned

the burned wreckage of

raging fire, the bare-bones structure of the villa managed to remain intact. At the very least, one could recognize a faint shadow of what was once a well-built villa situated

the weeds were plucked out of the garden, there was not much damage caused by the fire

trampled through the garden and walked into what was once the living room.

state she was in, there was not a chance of her having gone upstairs since she was too weak

on the ground and began shoveling with his hands, prying away scraps of burned

time he shoveled piles of rubble, he would be filled with nerves and tension, afraid to discover a burned body buried underneath. Fortunately, he did not chance upon such a

of the living room and dug out