Relentless Pursuit After Divorce by The nightingale lives

Chapter 1438: 1438. Dying with you is a happy thing.

If there’s another landslide, they won’t even have a place to take shelter.

"We need to think of a way to get out of here, or we’ll die here."

Elly Campbell endured the sharp pain in her arm, glanced at the surrounding environment, and said through gritted teeth.

Ethan White stood beside her, looking around. The mountains, already barren, were made even more desolate by the torrential rain and landslides—devastation as far as the eye could see.

"Unless someone comes in a helicopter to rescue us, it’ll be nearly impossible to get out."

Ethan sighed, but his tone wasn’t particularly heavy. On the contrary, there was an edge of cheerfulness.

Elly listened to his tone, puzzled, and gave him a sharp look before snapping:

"We’re on the brink of death, and you sound like you’re happy?"

"Of course. Spending my last moments with you—how could I not be happy?"

His face was smeared with mud, but the grime couldn’t conceal his strikingly handsome features. Even disheveled, he exuded a certain charm.

funny at

unamused glare. Seeing the alarming wounds on

think of a way to get out of

was tantamount

and watch the righteous woman in his heart die

blades whirring above them cut through the storm, accompanied by

face lit up with joy, assuming it was the

up, rain splashing on her face, obscuring her vision as she

the cabin door, lowering a rescue ladder. Moments later, a tall figure

pelted her eyes, blurring her vision, but in the next second, a familiar voice—a sound like heaven itself—pierced through

"Elly!"

second, then her face lit up with joy. "Adam? It’s

turned to Ethan, her face

happiness in her eyes. The corners

She kept waving in Adam’s direction, yelling, "Adam! Adam,

Jones was looking down from above, his line of sight unobstructed by the rain. However, with the deafening thunder and the helicopter’s rotor noise,