"Your matters are important too." Natalie insisted and took the initiative to grab Henry's hand.Then, she playfully coaxed Henry and employed a tone of voice she rarely used, saying, "Come on, let's get started. The sooner we finish the massage, the sooner we can rest. Do you want me to rest early or not?" Henry complied, unable to resist Natalie's persuasion. "Just don't tire yourself out, okay?" he said.So, it appeared that such an approach was indeed effective on men. Otherwise, Henry wouldn't have agreed so readily."Alright!" Natalie nodded enthusiastically, her spirits evidently lifted.The doctor had assured them that as long as Natalie's body temperature was gradually restored, there wasn't much to be concerned about.But just as Henry was about to push himself up, he paused and double-checked with Natalie, asking, "Do you really need to do this?""Of course! Stop dawdling! Hurry up and lie down!" Natalie urged.Despite having endured a harrowing ordeal that day, she
A crowd of onlookers surrounded the scene.Natalie immediately spotted Yvonne among the crowd and quickly pushed Henry's wheelchair toward her."Mom…" Natalie called out softly.Her arrival caught the attention of Hugo and Chloe who were nearby as well.After losing their only son, they were understandably in tears.Hugo momentarily ceased his grieving and furiously approached Natalie.He then pointed at her and accused her, saying, "It's all because of you! If it weren't for meddling in your affairs, Jackson would've never gotten killed! "Give me back my son! Give me back my son!"Hugo was close to hysterical, and his voice nearly broke as he roared at Natalie."Sir, the exact cause of your son's death still needs to be determined by the police. Let's not jump to conclusions and label it as murder," an officer nearby cautiously advised.But Hugo was beyond reasoning at that moment and loudly retorted, "What else could it be if not murder? My son's been afraid of water since
"Mom…" Natalie could only gently wrap her arm around Yvonne's shoulder, offering her some comfort in the quiet.Any other words, even if spoken, would seem to fall short in comparison.Yvonne lifted her head and blinked several times, as if she was trying to force the tears back.After a moment, she appeared to regain some semblance of control over her emotions and spoke again, "Jackson's body was sent for an autopsy. The police also checked his phone, but it had fallen into the river and wouldn't turn on anymore, so that clue has turned cold."Otherwise, they could have checked to see if Jackson had received any calls from anyone.That could have been a clue."Mom, given what's happened, all you can do is to properly grieve and wait for the police to issue a statement," Henry consoled Yvonne.Yvonne raised her hand and wiped her wet face again. She nodded slightly, saying, "It's just that I received this news so suddenly that I find myself somewhat unable to accept it."Even i
Cesar's heart momentarily skipped a beat, but he managed to conceal his emotions. With a light and breezy smile, he placed a cup of coffee in front of Henry. "Mr. Chase, please enjoy the coffee."Then, he inquired, "What would you like to inquire about, Mr. Chase?""Why did you take my wife to that vacant lot alone that day, Mr. Cesar?" Henry picked up the cup and took a sip of the coffee.He then looked up at Cesar again with a friendly gaze, as if the topic they were discussing was nothing unusual.Of course, Cesar had his explanation at the ready too."Actually, I've been considering designing a villa myself, so I took Mrs. Chase there.""But your explanation seems to differ from what my wife told me, Mr. Cesar." Henry distinctly recalled that Natalie had informed him of Cesar mentioning Shane having something to tell her, and that was why she'd gone with him.Cesar certainly remembered what he had told Natalie, but he was also afraid that they would ask Shane about it too.
Witnessing Shirley in such a state only deepened Harry's distress, and he simply didn't dare to tell her the truth, let alone show her the photos.That would be too cruel of him! Unbearably cruel!"Shirley, please, just hear me out for a moment…" Harry said, intending to offer her some comfort.But Shirley abruptly pushed him away as her eyes reddened. "Was Luke kidnapped? He was taken away, wasn't he?"Before Harry could respond, Shirley collapsed and cradled her head in utter despair. "I knew it… It wasn't a dream. It was real… Luke was really taken away!""Shirley…" Harry had barely reached out to touch Shirley's hand when she darted toward the front door."I need to find Luke! I have to bring my son back!""Shirley, don't do this!" Harry pursued her, but he received a sharp slap across his cheek when he grasped Shirley's arm."I'm going to find my son. What does that have to do with you? Why are you stopping me? No one should interfere!" Shirley's eyes blazed with a fierc
Henry wheeled himself toward the pasta restaurant."Hello, sir," he respectfully greeted the chef who was engaged in his work."May I inquire about something?" he continued as he saw the chef slowly turn around."What would you like to know?" the chef patiently responded."Was there a photography studio here before this restaurant?" Henry asked."A photography studio?" The chef paused, searching through his memory. Then, he said, "I rented this space from the landlord. He mentioned that the previous tenant had to abruptly leave due to some urgent matters and even offered me a discounted rent."Though it was a brief statement, it provided Henry with valuable insights.The sudden departure of Evelyn's friend was likely not as simple as it seemed.Indeed, the abrupt disappearance of someone who was operating a business here was peculiar, wasn't it?"Thank you, thank you for sharing that with me," Henry said and nodded thoughtfully to express his gratitude. Then, he headed back
Yet Harry chose to trust Henry even in such a situation.He looked at Henry with eager eyes and said, "Tell me!""Let's get in the car first. I'll slowly explain it to you on our way to the police station," Henry said with a grave demeanor."The police station? So, we're going to involve the police?" Harry was still unclear about Henry's exact plan."Yes, we only stand a chance to successfully rescue Luke with proper coordination," Henry replied.After a moment's hesitation, Harry decided to place his faith in Henry.He gave a slight nod. "Okay."An hour later, Harry drove to the address given by the perpetrator.They arrived at an abandoned field encircled by unruly and tall weeds that seemed to form a natural barrier, obscuring any view beyond them.Harry could neither spot the perpetrator nor determine where the police might be concealed.His uncertainty was palpable, yet he tried to calm his nerves. After all, the fates of both Felix and Lucas rested in his hands."Felix
Harry's complexion turned ashen in an instant. His lips parted slightly, but no words came out.Felix, who had been cooperating with Harry, momentarily halted his act and stared blankly at Logan.He was uncertain if the implications meant what he thought they did."Here you go," Logan said each word slowly as he loosened his hold.At that moment, Harry felt as though his world was shattering around him."No!" He lunged forward in a desperate attempt to reach Lucas the moment Logan released him, but it was too late.By the time he had covered half the distance, Lucas had already made a silent impact with the ground, plunging Harry into a well of despair."Luke! Luke!" Harry's cries of anguish seemed to tear through his heart.Almost in sync with Harry's rush toward Logan, the police, who had been lying in wait, initiated their ambush.Caught off guard, Logan took a bullet to his legs and collapsed to his knees.The other officers then quickly seized the moment to close in on