Mrs. and Mr. Smith novel Chapter 1191

Chapter 1191: Chapter 1191: Mother’s News 𝒻𝓇𝑒𝘦𝘸𝑒𝒷𝓃ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝒸ℴ𝘮

Chapter 1191 -1191: Mother’s News

After waiting for a long time, finally, there was news from the sacred realm.

Ethan Smith’s heart was filled with a faint expectation.

In the following three days, he planned to search for Dudley Lynch and Obadiah Heptinstall’s whereabouts.

But the world is so vast that it’s not so easy to find two people.

After a full day of searching, Ethan Smith had almost no luck and eventually had to give up.

“If Dudley Lynch and Obadiah Heptinstall aren’t dead, who knows what they’ll do if they stay on Earth,” Ethan Smith frowned.

Brian Bradley, sitting beside Ethan Smith, also nodded slightly and said, “With everyone gone, they are sure to cause chaos in the region.”

“That might just be their plan,” Ethan Smith took a deep breath.

All the Martial Saints had left Earth. At that time, there would be no one to match Dudley Lynch and Obadiah Heptinstall.

But he couldn’t bear to let them stay.

They had waited so long to enter the Holy Region, not to mention there was no guarantee that they could even find them if they stayed.

Ethan Smith remained silent, as did Brian Bradley.

Clearly, neither of them wanted to stay behind.

Although Ethan Smith had this in mind, he couldn’t wait to see Emily Taylor.

The next day.

Ethan Smith found Queenie Welch and told her he planned to take her to the Holy Region.

For Queenie Welch, it was naturally a joyous occasion. She could follow Ethan Smith as long as she was by his side and was willing to give up everything.

Soon, there was only one day left before the Holy Region opened.

On that day.

Ethan Smith informed Heaven Gate about the matter and made sure everything was correct. Only then did he feel relieved and prepared to head to the Holy Region.

All those who planned to go to the Holy Region had gathered at Heaven Gate, waiting for it to open.

That night, Ethan Smith lay in bed, unable to sleep no matter how much he tossed and turned.

After an unknown period, Ethan Smith finally fell into a drowsy sleep on the bed.

“Ethan Smith, your mother is still suffering in the world, yet you’ve run off to the Holy Region. Are you even human…”

In his dream, a shadow appeared before Ethan Smith, repeating the same sentence over and over.

“Who are you? Why are you saying that my mother is suffering!” Ethan Smith roared.

“Ethan Smith, your mother is still suffering in the world, and you’ve run off to the Holy Region. You’re not human, you’re a beast!”

The sentence kept repeating, over and over, stimulating Ethan Smith’s brain.

But no matter how loudly Ethan Smith roared, he didn’t get any answers.

In the middle of the night, Ethan Smith suddenly sat up in bed. His face was covered in sweat, and his panicked expression filled his face.

“A nightmare…” Ethan Smith muttered softly.

He wiped the sweat from his forehead and gradually calmed down.

“Mother… what a strange word,” Ethan Smith whispered.

Since he was born, he had never seen his parents, especially his mother. Ethan Smith had no memories of her at all.

At that moment, the inkstone started flickering with light, and Ethan Smith’s divine sense was drawn into it.

In an instant, countless chaotic images flashed through his mind.

These images were like a revolving lantern, constantly projected in his mind, chaotically screaming.

In the images, a beautiful young woman was repeatedly tormented, and in the midst of this painful torture, she gave birth to a baby.

The baby was quickly taken away and disappeared without a trace.

The woman was angry and suffering, her face filled with desperate tears.

Though Ethan Smith had never seen this woman before, he inexplicably felt a sense of familiarity and warmth.

“Could it be… she is my mother, and the baby boy is me,” Ethan Smith shivered, his pupils contracting.

The woman begged for mercy, but no one paid any attention to her.

Within the next second, the woman suffered massive bleeding, and her sweat mixed with tears. She looked pitiful.

Afterward, her weak body was thrown into a dungeon.

The images in front of him turned pitch black, and Ethan Smith’s divine sense detached from the inkstone.

Once his divine sense returned to his physical body, Ethan Smith’s face was covered in sweat, his heart pounding violently.

“That person… is she my mother?” Ethan Smith whispered tremulously.

What had she experienced, and where is she now?

As a guardian, why did his father stand by and do nothing?

Ethan Smith had no more sleep in him; he got up from bed and rushed towards the Pavilion Master’s room.