Chapter 694 The Child was “Stolen”.
On the soft child’s bed, the sheets were wrinkled and the quilt was piled up in a mess. Someone had slept, but at this time, there was no one.
“What’s going on? Where’s the child?”
She turned pale and ran to the bathroom outside the room. When she pushed the door open and went in, it was still empty.
Her heart skipped a beat as if it had been hit hard by a blunt object. At first, she felt a dull pain, but soon it started beating again.
From the bathroom to the bathroom, to the other rooms, and even to the kitchen, she still couldn’t see the child’s figure. She was stunned.
Seeing her absent-minded look, Bert realized something must have happened. He grabbed the woman who was about to run out and asked, “What’s wrong?”
“Lucas…” Evelyn’s breath was unstable, trembling,
and she choked out a sentence, “Lucas disappeared!”
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Hearing this, the man suddenly frowned. He walked around the room twice and found no trace of the child.
“Calm down first. Call your mother and ask her.”
His word reminded her, and she immediately dialed Lucy’s number. The phone beeped twice and was picked up. “Hello, Evelyn, are you home?”
She tried her best to suppress her emotions, not wanting Lily to notice anything wrong. “Mom, when did Lucas fall asleep? I just got home and saw him sleeping soundly.”
“She fell asleep before 9:30 p.m. I guess she must be sleepy after playing for a long time at night. Don’t shout anymore.” There was nothing unusual about her, and she told her calmly.
Her heart sank. This proved that she didn’t know Lucas was missing.
last sentence that
letter had left in the reception room-
“I won’t give you time this time.”
At that time, she didn’t feel anything wrong, but now when she thought about it carefully, she had goosebumps all over her body. Had he already decided to take the child away at that time?
There was no response from the other end of the phone. Lucy said hello twice.
She came back to her senses and said, “I see. Go to bed early, Mom.. I’m going to bed too. Good night.”
After hanging up the phone, she clicked on the contact list and found the familiar number. Her fingertips trembled and she pressed it several times.
“Sorry, the number you have dialed cannot be reached for the time being. Please try again later.”
The mechanical and cold voice came into her ears. She threw her phone on the sofa comfortably and shouted in a low voice, “Bastard!”
her forehead with both hands and squatted
down feebly. She was so anxious and angry that she couldn’t even shed tears. She was full of panic and hatred.
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