PopularNovelChapter 1334 The next day, Walter hung around City Hall from nine to ten, then hopped into his car, looking all icy.
He tried calling Freya, but she ghosted him.
He headed to the rental place, opened the door, and it was a ghost town.
Walter's brow furrowed, and he was about to bounce when a shadow zipped by. He dodged just in time, a shiny knife barely missing his face. Walter snatched the attacker's wrist, making him drop the knife. The guy caught it with his left hand and went for another stab.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtWalter let go and stepped back, catching a slice on his chest from the knife's tip.
They both backed off. Walter looked up, saw the guy's face, and a cold grin spread across his own.
Freya woke up in the clinic, eyes fluttering open. She sat up suddenly, shouting, "Peanut!" The nurse changing her IV fluid said, "Hey, chill out. You're still hooked up." Freya grabbed the nurse's clothes, panic in her eyes. "Nurse, where's my son? Have you seen him?" "Nope, you were solo when that guy brought you in," the nurse replied.
Freya threw off the covers, trying to get out of bed, but the nurse held her down. "You're still on an IV. Where do you think you're going?" "I need to find my son. He's missing!" Freya said, her voice shaking.
The nurse was stumped. Losing a kid was serious business. Should she keep the IV going or take it out? In the end, she pulled the needle.
Freya grabbed her phone from the bedside table and bolted out of the hospital. She saw Walter had called her three times.
She called him back, but he didn't pick up.
She kept calling, over a dozen times, until Walter finally answered. "What do you want?" he snapped.
"Walter, Peanut's missing. Please helpfind him. I don't want any money, not a dime. Just helpfind him, and we'll get divorced right away!" Freya pleaded, her voice cracking with urgency and tears. There was a two- second pause before Walter asked, "Where are you?" Twenty minutes later, a black Porsche pulled up in front of Freya. She was momentarily stunned by the car. But all she could think about was Peanut, so she jumped in.
Grabbing Walter's arm, she asked frantically, "I've been looking all night, I can't find him. What do I do?" Walter frowned, shook off her hand impatiently, and drove silently to the pedestrian street.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmFreya was too freaked out to notice anything else. When she wiped her tears, she saw blood on her palm. She froze and then looked at Walter.
She noticed his clothes had several cuts, including on his arm. His dark red clothes hid the blood at first glance. Looking closer, she saw the darker patches didn't match the design.
"What happened to you?" she asked.
Walter kept driving, ignoring her.
Usually, he had skind of smirk, all sorts of fake smiles, but now he was stone faced. This made Freya even more nervous.
The car stopped outside the pedestrian street, and street, and Walter got out first walking in. He finally spoke since they met, "Where'd you lose him?"
"A little further ahead," Freya said, pointing and jogging to lead the way to the spot under the tree where the trash can was.
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