Five Years Wasted Now They Beg Her Back novel Chapter 237

Damien clutched the note, his knuckles white.

The paper crumpled and twisted in his hand.

Just like his heart at that moment.

"Let's hope we never meet again…"

"Let's hope we never meet again…"

Damien repeated the words in a low voice.

Why?

Why?!

Everything was fine yesterday.

Just yesterday, she was cooking for him.

Just yesterday, she promised she'd wait for him to come home.

How could it all change overnight?

If there's a next life, let's hope we never meet again?

What a final, absolute curse!

How badly must she have wanted to escape him to say something like that?

"Grace!"

Damien suddenly roared.

He swept everything off the nightstand in a single, violent motion.

The lamp, the picture frame, the jewelry box…

They crashed to the floor in a shower of fragments.

"Mr. Clarke!"

Felix rushed in at the sound of the crash, his face pale with fright when he saw the scene.

"What… what happened?"

Damien's eyes were bloodshot, veins bulging on his forehead.

He spun around and grabbed Felix by the collar.

"Where is she?!"

"I told you to have people watch the house! Where is she?!"

"Where did she go?!"

Damien shook Felix like a madman.

His grip was so strong it nearly choked him.

"M-Mr. Clarke…"

Felix gasped for air.

"The guards… the guards were at the front gate the whole time… They… they didn't see the missus leave…"

"Useless!"

Damien shoved Felix to the floor.

"Didn't see her leave? Did she fly out of here?!"

"Search!"

"Check the security cameras! Check every road in this neighborhood!"

"Check the airports! The train stations! Every last one!"

"I don't care if you have to tear Jarrow City apart, you find her for me!"

After his outburst, Damien swayed, nearly collapsing.

He steadied himself against a table, gulping for air.

It felt like a gaping hole had been torn in his chest, with an icy wind howling through it.

The pain was excruciating.

"You're so cruel, Grace."

Damien gritted his teeth as a single tear escaped the corner of his eye.

"Were you so desperate to leave me that you'd risk your own life?"

Ten minutes later.

The entire underground network and transportation systems of Jarrow City were mobilized.

Damien sat in the living room of the courtyard house, his hands tightly gripping the ring and the note.

"Mr. Clarke, we found something!"

Felix ran in, his forehead beaded with sweat.

"A black car picked them up from the back gate at five this morning."

"Where did it go?"

Damien shot his head up, his gaze as sharp as a knife.

"It went… it went to the long-distance bus station."

"And then?"

"And then… they boarded a bus heading northwest."

"But…"

Felix stammered, hesitant to continue.

"Spit it out!"

"But it was a private bus line, no names required for tickets, and it makes many stops at small towns along the way."

"There's no way to know where they got off."

"And that direction… it leads into the mountains."

The mountains.

Once inside that vast, sprawling range, they would be like a drop of water in the ocean.