Chapter 113
She wasn‘t the only one who didn‘t see any pears, but the masked man didn‘t either.
Matthew tossed her a pear and coldly answered, “There‘s a wild pear tree by the river.”
“Great job! All hail the Almighty Matthew!” Veronica gratifyingly praised as she wiped the pear with her clothes,
Still, her words sounded like jabber in Matthew‘s ears. He then sat opposite from her without saying a word, nor did he eat the fruits. Simply, he awaited rescue in silence.
Swoosh! After some time, the sound of a chopper could be heard.
Veronica and Matthew peered at each other and subconsciously lifted their eyes, knowing rescue had arrived. The chopper gradually approached and circled the sky a few times before stopping in the air right above them. As its propellers were speedily rotating, nearby branches and leaves shook violently, producing blaring noises.
Veronica pointed at the campfire before them, to which Matthew came over to help her extinguish the fire thoroughly to prevent a forest fire caused by an ember.
“Veronica?” At that moment, a person called for her from behind. Instinctively, she turned around and saw Xavier standing somewhere not far from her.
As they faced each other, Xavier was dazed. He glanced at Matthew before dashing to Veronica, who also ran toward him, and they gave each other a big hug.
“It‘s so good to see you! I‘d have gone crazy with you lost!” Xavier held her tightly as he spoke into her ear.
“Ow, f*ck. Ouch, ouch!” Veronica gasped as he accidentally touched her injured arm. When he noticed her wound, he worriedly inquired, “What happened? Why‘s your arm like this?”
There was nothing but guilt and self–blame deep in his heart. After knowing Veronica was washed away by the flood, he hurried over as soon as he could. Tagging along with him was Matthew‘s assistant, Thomas.
“It‘s a long story. I‘ll tell you when we get back,” Veronica replied.
“Alright. Okay.” Xavier nodded and supported the woman up the rope ladder,
completely disregarding Matthew and the masked man.
Seeing Xavier interacting so intimately with Veronica and the smiles on their faces, Mathew scowled intensely. Even the pear in hand seemed like a hindrance.
“Young Master Matthew?” Thomas, who alighted the other chopper, walked to Matthew and stated concernedly, “I‘m glad that you‘re okay, Young Master.”
Watching as the two got into the chopper, Matthew climbed into another chopper without saying anything. Once the chopper door was shut, the pilot flew away.
Not a single soul cared to bat an eye at the masked man. Left alone in the wilderness, the masked man let out a sigh. He helplessly scoffed at himself underneath the mask. He then got up and walked to where the campfire was and picked up the pears before wiping and eating them. After consuming the fruits, he could feel his energy replenished. Accordingly, he picked up the dagger left behind by Veronica and cut open the wound on his thigh to extract the bullet, enduring the excruciating pain, before wrapping it back up.
Hours later, the night sky was engulfed in darkness.
Outside the emergency room were Matthew and Xavier standing in the hallway. None of them bothered to talk as they silently waited for Veronica who was being treated. About half an hour later, the woman was pushed out of the room. Seeing her, they immediately came over, and before Matthew could say anything, Xavier inquired, “How‘s my Roni, doctor?”
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