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 desperately longed for

to open

me all

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

locate, and after a brief conversation,

I felt utterly drained.

to buy some medicine, but there was no pharmacy

that the nearest hospital was a

also running low

I returned to my room to charge my phone before

fell asleep again from

nagged me that time was

needed to find Fred to secure the

my trump

point, my phone rang,

fumbled for it, hoping for a message from

Atlas’s name flashed on the screen, I felt somewhat

words before I hung up, but I couldn’t remember what we discussed, I struggled to sit up and realized

I had a

that night of binge drinking, and the rain

stowly, I started

respond it was de werk “Chloe… Chloe…” +15 BONUS I searched for the source of the voice,

body tossed

up!” I felt a warm sensation on my forehead and leaned

I struggled to open my eyes,