Beyond the Divorce

Chapter 62 A Friendly Face in a Foreign Land When I entered the questhouse, I shed my wet clothes and cranked up the heater.

Then I hopped into the shower.

Hot water poured over me, thawing my frozen body with steam.

Since I didn’t have spare clothes, I wrapped myself in a blanket.

Then I boiled some water and sipped it.

I didn’t care how clean the cups were, but I wished there was tea to warm me up I That made me laugh wryly, but my mind was racing to figure out how to meet Fred.

I reached for the pamphlet and looked through the contact information.

I dialed a few numbers, but no one answered.

It seemed this business wasn’t customer–friendly.

I The middle–aged man I met earlier was my only hope.

However, my hope faded as the night wore on and no calls came.

I eventually dozed off.

In the middle of the night, I woke up with a fever.

Wrapped tightly in my blanket, I couldn’t stop shivering.

teeth chattered uncontrollab In my delirium, I

summon the strength to open my eyes,

me all

morning I went to a nearby grocery store and video–called him from there,

difficult to locate, and after

I felt utterly drained.

buy some medicine, but there

the nearest hospital was a

was also running

my room to charge my phone before

asleep again

subconscious nagged me that time was running

find Fred to secure the

my trump card

point, my phone rang,

it, hoping

Atlas’s name flashed on the

exchanged a few words before I hung up, but I couldn’t remember what we discussed, I struggled to sit up and realized I was burning

had a

that night of

ir stowly, I started

it was de werk “Chloe… Chloe…” +15 BONUS I

body tossed

I felt a warm sensation on my forehead and leaned

struggled to open my eyes, and a sharply