The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Chapter 2343

Xavier frowned and was extremely worried. "We've been yelling for Ms. Thompson this whole time, but with so many people shouting, she should have heard us if she was anywhere close by!"

Justin's voice was low and steady. "The wind is howling, and the snow is muffling and scattering the sound. Bella might not be able to hear us."

The name slipped from his mouth without him even realizing it.

"I'm afraid Ms. Thompson might have passed out, fallen somewhere, or lost consciousness. If that's the case... It's not looking good. In this kind of cold, she could freeze to death!"

The people around them exchanged uneasy glances, their hearts heavy.

Xavier was not being overly negative. The harsh reality was that Mount Jaglee claimed one or two lives every year. Given the unpredictable dangers in the mountains, anything was possible.

"We'll split up to search." Justin gazed into the pitch-black forest, his chest tight with terror and unease. His trembling voice carried his unwavering resolve. "If I can't find her, I will never leave."

Xavier hesitated. "But if..."

"If she's gone, I'll stay here with her. I'll keep my word." Justin turned and disappeared into the night, separating from the group without hesitation.

Xavier watched as his figure faded into the dense darkness, letting out a heavy sigh. "They say the rich and powerful breed hopeless romantics. I can't argue with that."

Justin trudged through the relentless snow, his mind

hard-earned favor with him to ask

could not have been just a

she wanted to

in

remain alert. Step by step, he pushed forward until he arrived

greeted him with silence, yet vivid memories of their near-death experience flooded

to

thud, he felt his vision spin as he collapsed to his knees, his body finally reaching its limit.

snow, Justin clenched a handful of icy dirt. Over and over, he struggled to rise despite the searing pain coursing through him. "I will

dropped drastically, the

boulder, her body nearly buried under a thick layer of snow. A passerby would

her lips a chilling purple hue, Bella was deep in the clutches of hypothermia, her

be completely frozen, inching closer to

Bella's mind drifted back to happy memories of her warm, loving

longer felt so harsh.

late mother appeared in her mind, wrapping Bella in a loving, reassuring

be scared, my sweet Bella." Her mother whispered gently, stroking her hair. "Mommy's