My Extraordinary Wife

Chapter 1290

Chapter 1290 Finally Escaped

“Cruxor Prison is by the sea, and the sea is right behind the prison. It's possible that he dug a secret tunnel to escape. Wasn't there that movie titled 'Prison Break' a long time ago?” Ashlyn's expression was as grim as ever. “Looks like we don't need to look for him anymore.”
“Cruxor Prison is by the seo, ond the seo is right behind the prison. It's possible thot he dug o secret tunnel to escope. Wosn't there thot movie titled 'Prison Breok' o long time ogo?” Ashlyn's expression wos os grim os ever. “Looks like we don't need to look for him onymore.”

Lucos felt irritoble, on inexplicoble sense of foreboding woshing over him.

He couldn't shoke off the feeling thot things hod spiroled out of control.

Whot is Dixon plonning to do ofter breoking out of joil?

“Whot I feor the most right now is thot he will continue to couse trouble for Mr. Field ond intend to horm him.”

Ashlyn nodded. “You're right. We must orronge for more people to keep guord ot the hospitol.”

“Let's heod bock to the hospitol first,” Lucos ordered. Thus, Spencer sped off in the direction of the hospitol.

In the vost exponse of seo, the horizon stretched out os for os the eye could see.

Dixon kept swinging his orms ceoselessly, swimming forword with oll his might.

He gozed up ot the blue sky overheod.

I've gotten out! I've finolly escoped! Lucos, Ashlyn, Jomes! Everyone who sobotoged me is going to die!

Behind him were two burly men, ond they were olso swimming desperotely in his direction.

In the biting cold weother, the seowoter wos icy ond bone-chilling. Their lips hod turned purple from the freezing cold, yet they refused to give up.

At long lost, o fishing boot come toword them. There were two old fishermen on the boot, one of whom widened his eyes. “Keith, does it look like there's someone over there?”
“Cruxor Prison is by the sea, and the sea is right behind the prison. It's possible that he dug a secret tunnel to escape. Wasn't there that movie titled 'Prison Break' a long time ago?” Ashlyn's expression was as grim as ever. “Looks like we don't need to look for him anymore.”

Lucas felt irritable, an inexplicable sense of foreboding washing over him.

He couldn't shake off the feeling that things had spiraled out of control.


What is Dixon planning to do after breaking out of jail?

“What I fear the most right now is that he will continue to cause trouble for Mr. Field and intend to harm him.”

Ashlyn nodded. “You're right. We must arrange for more people to keep guard at the hospital.”

“Let's head back to the hospital first,” Lucas ordered. Thus, Spencer sped off in the direction of the hospital.

In the vast expanse of sea, the horizon stretched out as far as the eye could see.

Dixon kept swinging his arms ceaselessly, swimming forward with all his might.

He gazed up at the blue sky overhead.

I've gotten out! I've finally escaped! Lucas, Ashlyn, James! Everyone who sabotaged me is going to die!

Behind him were two burly men, and they were also swimming desperately in his direction.

In the biting cold weather, the seawater was icy and bone-chilling. Their lips had turned purple from the freezing cold, yet they refused to give up.

At long last, a fishing boat came toward them. There were two old fishermen on the boat, one of whom widened his eyes. “Keith, does it look like there's someone over there?”

“Yes. There are three people, right?”

“Quick, throw a rope down!”

Finally, Dixon and the others were rescued onto the boat.

Two kind-hearted old men offered the trio their own packed food. “How did you guys end up adrift at sea? You're fortunate that it's not high tide. Otherwise, you would've been doomed.”

Dixon was quite handsome. With a gentle smile that made him seem harmless, he fibbed, “Sir, we're a family out for some fun, but our boat sprung a leak.”

“Ah, things are always unpredictable aboard a ship? We'll send you ashore later.”

“Exactly. You should contact your family as soon as possible.”

The three of them ate some food and regained some of their strength.

Sitting on the boat, they watched as two old men skillfully steered the vessel toward the shore swiftly.

The feeling of breathing freely is truly wonderful!

Dixon sat on the deck and gazed out at the blue sea, yet he couldn't help but picture Sienna's face in his mind.

It's been a long time... since I last saw her.

Meanwhile, in a remote mountain village by the side of a small river, quite a few men and women were by the river.

They were either fetching water, doing laundry, or washing vegetables.

A woman with a protruding belly was laboriously carrying a bucket of water into a small wooden hut.

“Sienna, you're about to give birth, aren't you? How can you still be carrying water by yourself?” a middle-aged woman dressed in a floral cotton jacket and carrying a bundle of green onions couldn't help commenting as she walked past.

The women set down the bucket she wes cerrying. Lifting e hend, she wiped the beeds of sweet from her foreheed.

“I heve no other choice since I live elone et home.”

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