Passionate Devotion: Master Fudd's Beloved Wife novel Chapter 1152

In the study, Shayne sat in a daze before the computer.

On the screen, it showed that the Twitter account was logged at 1:10 a.m. from a phone in the small town of Cotswold, located to the west of Oxfordshire, England.

Cotswold, England.

How could it be such a coincidence?

Shayne’s heart raced, feeling as though it might leap out of his chest. Before he investigated that IP address, he had anticipated a myriad of outcomes, but never one like this.

That was because it was like a daydream.

At that moment, he felt as though his heart was soaring through the clouds. He was elated, yet feared great disappointment.

That nervousness felt a hundred times stronger than missing a step in the sky.

‘She might still be alive.’

That thought flashed past his mind. Shayne could not wait for a moment longer.

He immediately called Henry. “Get me the earliest flight ticket to Oxfordshire, England.”

Henry heard that Shayne’s voice was slightly trembling, hoarse, and lost all his calm. It did not feel right.

It had been a long time since Master Shayne lost his cool like that.

“Master Shayne, are you going for a business trip to England?”

Their company’s businesses in England were mostly in London, not Oxfordshire.

Shayne’s gaze turned solemn. He stared at the screen and said, “Yanny might still be alive in Oxfordshire.”

Henry was shocked too.

It was unbelievable.

However, since Master Shayne said it, he must have found some clues.

Shayne said, “This matter is very strange. Go check the coroner’s report back then and examine its DNA. Someone might have done something.”

“Yes, Master Shayne.”

…

Meanwhile, in Cotswold…

Yanny logged out of Twitter. Her eyelids kept twitching.

Shayne had sent her that many messages on Twitter. It was very likely that he was still using her account. Her log in earlier had exposed her trail. He would surely find that IP address.

Yanny gave Samuel a call, “Shayne… might have gotten news that I’m still alive. I couldn’t resist and logged onto Twitter with my phone.”

Samuel asked, “Do you wish to be found, or not?”

Yanny pursed her lips, then said, “He’ll come eventually. However, I’m still not ready to face him right now. Samuel, help me out.”

…

Shayne rushed day and night to Oxfordshire.

Cotswold, as shown by the IP address, was to the south of Oxfordshire and Stratford. When Shayne arrived in Oxfordshire, he quickly called a taxi and headed to the rural town.

When he arrived in the small town, it was already past 6:00 a.m. in the morning.

Following the IP address, he located the exact house. For a mercenary that worked for various international organizations, it was not difficult at all.

After rushing at full speed to the small town, Shayne followed along the long winding slope, walking along the road that Yanny might have used countless times, watching the mountains and streams that Yanny had seen.

Shayne stood in front of the door of an English-styled house. He raised his hand and paused for a long time without daring to knock on the door.

If she had been alive for the past two years, did she live well?

With a clicking sound, the door opened.

Shayne looked up.