She Walked Away With His Twins While He Begged the Ground She Walked On novel Chapter 400

A deep sense of dread washed over Miles. She hadn't gone back to her apartment?

"Did you send anyone to check the nursing home?"

"Yes, sir! The guards just called back. No sign of her there, either."

Miles's chest tightened. He was terrified something had happened to her, yet a stubborn part of him still insisted she was just throwing a childish tantrum!

Playing hide-and-seek to punish him.

Next door, Ethan had just coaxed the kids to sleep when he heard the commotion. By the time he stepped out, Yara had already chased Hunter off.

"Yara, what's going on?"

"Ethan, what are we going to do? Quinn is missing!"

...

Back in the hotel restroom, Quinn was huddled in the corner, her phone completely dead.

She had been trapped for hours. Wearing nothing but a thin evening gown, the chill of the tiles was seeping into her bones.

She could only pray that once morning came and the hotel staff started their shifts, someone would finally open the door.

The fluorescent lights overhead started flickering violently. The erratic strobe against the sterile tile walls, combined with being locked in a claustrophobic space for so long, was beginning to severely mess with her head.

Still, not a single sound from the outside. Having been trapped for hours without a drop of water, her high-strung nerves finally snapped.

Black spots danced across her vision. Her body went completely limp, and she slid down the freezing wall until she hit the floor, her consciousness fading into absolute darkness.

She didn't know how much time had passed when a deafening crash suddenly shattered the silence. The heavy door was kicked open.

Ethan had rushed back to the hotel and demanded to see the security footage, realizing Quinn had never left the building.

He had scoured the premises until he tracked her last known location to this isolated corridor.

When he ordered the staff to unlock it, they were fumbling with the keys. Unwilling to wait another second, he delivered a brutal kick to the reinforced door, busting it wide open.

Tristan had brought the doctor in, who began explaining her condition. "The patient is still in a coma. Being trapped in a cold, enclosed space in nothing but a thin gown triggered severe hypothermia. Combined with her pre-existing low blood sugar, her body completely gave out.

Throw in the flashing lights and extreme psychological distress from being confined for hours, and it all compounded into a state of severe hypovolemic shock. That's why she lost consciousness."

Miles's voice was desperate, laced with terror. "When is she going to wake up?"

"Her body temperature is dangerously low, her electrolytes are severely imbalanced, and her heart rate is erratic. We are currently warming her up with IV fluids. She'll need to be monitored closely. She won't wake up until her vitals stabilize."

Once the doctors and nurses left the room, Miles dragged Tristan out into the hallway.

His eyes burned with suppressed rage, his voice venomous. "Didn't you tell me you checked every inch of that hotel? How the hell was she found unconscious in a restroom?! And locked from the outside?!"

Tristan swallowed hard, bowing his head in shame. "Sir... I looked everywhere. I just skipped that one women's restroom because it had a 'Closed for Maintenance' sign out front, and the carpet fan was so loud, so I..."

Miles wanted to scream at him, but he forced himself to hold back, terrified of waking Quinn up.

His gaze slashed across Tristan's face like a bloody knife. "Get out of my sight! Tell Gail to bring some hot soup. And as for you... you're reassigned to the mining operations in Ethiopia!"