Chapter 490

Thaddeus stared at the unfamiliar number flashing on his phone screen, momentarily immobilized. Not many people had his private number, and he never bothered with wrong numbers or cold calls. But this time, his heart inexplicably raced out of control.

Pressing the answer button, he brought the phone to his ear, “Hello?”

On the other end, the tumult of a storm mixed with static.

“Hello? Who is this?”

Usually, Thaddeus would’ve hung up by now. But today, he uncharacteristically waited for a reply.

“Thaddeus, it’s me.”

Evadne’s frail, soft voice came through in fits and starts, torn to shreds by the howling wind. Like a dagger, it pierced straight through the man’s heart.

“Evadne?!”

Thaddeus’s eyes sparkled with a mix of surprise and joy as he shot to his feet, his breathing laced with an intense tremor. It was almost unbelievable to him that he was receiving a call from her.

“Thaddeus. I want to see you. I’m so tired,” Evadne’s fading voice was nearly imperceptible.

“Evadne, where are you?! I’ll come to you right away!” Thaddeus’s eyes reddened, a nameless agony churning within.

“I don’t know where I am.”

The woman on the other end couldn’t hold back her tears any longer, “I’ve walked so far. I can’t go on. My head’s spinning. I just want to sleep.”

“Evadne! Don’t sleep, please, stay awake!”

Thaddeus’s heart clenched, spasming wildly, “Don’t hang up. I’m tracing your call right now! Stay with me!”

Hamilton, overhearing, tensed with concern.

“Granddad Hamilton, I’m sorry.”

“Thaddeus, you don’t need to explain.”

With an understanding wave of his hand, Granddad urged, “Go now! Nothing is more important than finding llana!”

Gripping his phone, Thaddeus dashed out of the hospital room.

“You’ve got to find llana! Keep her safe!” Hamilton cried after him, tears in his eyes.

Thaddeus nodded heavily, his steps heavy. He got into his car, taking Gordon with him as they sped off into the stormy night towards Skyrim.

men; a convoy of sleek black sedans raced behind Thaddeus’s lead,

a car; he was piloting a jet on the slippery roads with limited visibility. He was gambling with

and pale, clutched the handle above the car door

Abernathy is crucial, but you have to think

could be in trouble at any second!” Thaddeus’s eyes bloodshot, tremendous terror caused his shoulders, which were hid under the suit, convulsed uncontrollably, “Any second late, and Evadne might be in danger. How can you expect me to stay calm?!”

his eyes shut

Abernathy’s location?!” Thaddeus’s voice hoarse,

still can! About two

in panic, “Damn it, Mr. Abernathy! We’ve lost Mrs. Abernathy’s signal!”

a heavy sinking in his heart. All he could hope for now was that Evadne’s phone had simply died and not

I’m going to find you!”

location. His men fanned out with flashlights, searching desperately.

and pant legs caked in mud, but he didn’t care less, his

down! Be careful of the road!” Gordon followed, stumbling, his mind a whirl.

had happened? Why was Mrs. Abernathy alone in this

on through the rain. Fearing they might follow, she kept trekking forward instead of stopping for any short while, because she didn’t have any single of strength remained to handle

completely numb, her legs still moving in their quivery state unceasingly as if

a hill. Only then did she dare to call Thaddeus – her only fear was that her

Evadne huddled into a ball, her face buried in her arms, drifting

her daze, she dreamed of the accident three years ago – the car accident, the dark red blood

“Evadne!”

haze, she thought she heard Thaddeus calling her, but

moment, her cold, shivering body was enveloped by a warm embrace, a broad figure shielding her entirely.

is that you?” Evadne murmured faintly,

his arms, pressing her into his pain–wracked chest, his voice rough and barely coherent,

ago, seeing her curled up so pitifully, he felt as though his

streamed down his cheeks, sinking into the delicate hollow of her shoulder. If tears were blood, the rivers would have surely run crimson

she cried

felt as if an arrow had pierced his soul. Her words, sharp as knives, carved into his heart. His trembling hand

taking you to the hospital!” He stripped off his suit jacket to wrap

arms.

cheeks were a feverish red, her words

doesn’t matter if we never have children.”

as he kissed her burning forehead, “In my heart, you are my child. I will

night, Gordon’s face split with a wide, tearful grin as he sprinted towards them.

suit and wrapped the woman tightly in a blanket from the hospital, clutching her waist almost fiercely, his eyes

drive. To the hospital,

“No.”

will find me quickly. They’ll take me back. Thaddeus. I don’t want to go

pain, “But you’re running a high fever; your body will

just take some medicine.”

eyes

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