The Runaway Groom

The Runaway Groom Chapter 913

“Where?!” Irene asked urgently.

“It’s quite a distance,” James said. “We have to foot it.”

“Alright, let’s go,” Irene said urgently. “Take me there.”

It was fine if it was far. She wanted to see if it was Isaac right away!

With the Dunesians leading the way, they strode through the pathless mountain and climbed up the mountain.

Along the way, Irene missed a large rock beneath her foot and slipped, bending her foot in an odd angle.

As she gasped in pain, Zachary asked from behind her, “Are you alright?’

“I’m fine,” Irene said, shaking her head—she would not delay the others.

However, her ankles hurt, and she thought it might be a sprain.

The skies overhead were turning dark, but they trudged along with their flashlights.

The trek remained difficult as ever, and they would spot debris from the wreckage from time to time.

Irene tried her best not to look, so as to calm herself.

Soon, it was night, and their environment was much quieter and colder.

sweating

to a spot ahead that was illuminated

body that was covered under a large piece of white cloth and

with a foot missing, his face

his body’s build and height, it

heaved a sigh of relief, though she tensed up at

man ended up

a couple paces backward, and Zachary had to quickly catch her.

dropped to a couch and

both James and

night up on Darcy’s

and volunteers from the Zidonian embassy stopped as midnight approached,

tire, and she

confirming that both corpses were the

Irene still had not slept or eaten ever since she was told

eyes were dry and cracked, her eyes unfocused—she could not even look sad

gruesome sights as

worried that she would

to continue searching, she curled up as she sat

grimness of the situation

he and the rest felt a mental

Irene, but she continued to space out in

a bottle of water in front of her.

“You won’t change anything even if you torment