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.

so, they were all sweating after walking for so

pointing to a spot ahead that was illuminated

large piece of white cloth

with a

judging from his body’s build and height, it was not

of relief, though she tensed up at the same time

ended up like this,

her so much she stumbled a couple paces

couch

both James

on Darcy’s

the Zidonian embassy stopped as midnight

to tire, and she continued her

that both corpses were the captain

slept or eaten ever since she was told that Isaac was

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

fear—she had seen countless gruesome sights as a doctor, but she felt utter fear

was worried that she would find Isaac in the

she curled up as she sat beneath a huge tree,

felt the grimness of the

a mental blow after

told Irene, but she continued to space out in

of water in front of her. “Drink, if you won’t

Zachary became flustered. “You won’t change anything even if you torment yourself