Deep Love Hidden From Him

Chapter 150

The wind by the sea was so strong that it blew the fog away. The moon, which was covered by the dark clouds, gradually glistened.

Behind the reef appeared a figure as he staggered with a suit in one hand. The way he was panting seemed less alluring than when he first appeared. He looked at Everleigh from a distance on the foggy beach, and a sort of gentleness gradually appeared on his stony face. "It's me."

Everleigh froze where she was, and then her eyes turned red.

"Clank!" The wrench fell and hit a stone, producing a crisp sound. In the flying dust, she ran towards the figure.

A hug could heal a person's heart. In the face of fear, nothing was more reassuring than a hug.

Theodore was also stunned for a moment. After a long while, he placed his hands around Everleigh's back. He gently patted her and said, "It's alright, it's all alright now."

However, Everleigh burst into tears. Her cries echoed along the coastline and were carried away by the sound of the sea breeze, sinking to the bottom of the sea.

The sound of police cars came from the beach.

"Hansen!"

Yvonne carried Hansen out of the car and she was trembling. Loraine was crying so hard that she couldn't control herself. Behind the family of three was a man who was in his fifties. He looked calm and composed, and he had some resemblance to Theodore.

This was the first time Everleigh saw Theodore's father.

An ambulance came with the police cars. The paramedics carried the kidnapper, who was unconscious behind the reef, into the ambulance on a stretcher. The ambulance went all the way back to the city with its red lights on.

Christopher also arrived. At the first glance, he was horrified when he saw Everleigh's body covered in blood. His usually cynical face suddenly turned pale. "Did you get hurt?" He asked.

"It's okay. I'm fine." Everleigh replied as she held her wrist. "It's just a scratch."

However, Christopher couldn't take it easy. He gave Everleigh a thorough look. His face relaxed a little after noticing that she was fine. Then, he took Everleigh to another ambulance and demanded that she head to the hospital for a full-body examination.

The area, where the police cordoned off with yellow tape, was brightly lit. The crime scene was under strict supervision, including the black car driven by Everleigh into the beach.

On the coastal highway not far from the sealed area, the Mercedes-Benz business car was very well-hidden. Looking at the bright lights from a distance, the car was not in a hurry to leave.

"Mr. Godfrey, that car is registered under the Godfrey family. I'm afraid that trouble will knock on our door once the police start their investigation."

Moses' voice sounded helpless as it sounded from the driver's seat.

As soon as Theodore heard that Everleigh was in trouble, he spared no effort using his resources and network to clear the traffic network of the whole Ocpeace City. He followed them and before he could wait for the police, he abandoned everyone with him and rushed over.

Theodore's voice came from the back seat. "It's okay. If the police ask, we'll just cooperate."

Theodore left the beach before the police arrived to avoid complicating things. Twenty years ago, the Godfrey family became more complicated after his parents' divorce.

Theodore's stone- cold gaze penetrated through the windshield and landed on the beach. The first two ambulances were gone, leaving the last one. He carefully observed the man helping the woman get in the car.

His eye twitched. As he touched his lower abdomen, he felt excruciating pain.

Blood oozed from under the white shirt and seeped through the gaps between his fingers. The expensive handkerchief underneath his hand was completely stained with blood, so much so that the design was completely compromised.

Moses' face changed, "Mr. Godfrey, are you okay?"

Theodore didn't seem to hear anything until he saw the last ambulance leave the shore and its taillights gradually fade into the night. He then instructed, "Start the car. Let's go."

At the city hospital.

It was dawn.

Christopher forced Everleigh to undergo a full physical examination. She leaned against the chair in the emergency room and rested as her hand was still on her wrist. She was exhausted.

"Excuse me, are you taking care of me or trying to torture me? I've already told you that I'm fine, but you insist on getting myself checked. I won't argue about getting myself checked, but why do I need to get my blood tested?" Everleigh asked.

"I'm worried that you got yourself infected. What if the kidnapper has AIDS? You have wounds on your body and were in close contact with his blood." Christopher changed into a white coat and sat

beside her. He opened the bottle of mineral water and handed it over to Everleigh.

"Could you be more optimistic?" Everleigh rolled her eyes at him. She had her hands occupied with the cotton swab for her wound, so she needed him to help her drink the water.

"Where are Alastair and Adrienne? Do they know what happened?" Everleigh asked.

"It's alright. After I received your call, I sent them to my mother's and said that you were working overtime."

Everleigh continued, "Not bad. You're definitely the best. You sensed something was off on the call, didn't you?"

"Oh, please!" Christopher clasped his arms and leaned back against the chair. "Anyone could tell that something was off. Also, were you trying to get yourself in trouble? You went without the police. Do you think that you are some kind of savior?"

"Hansen has a heart disease and I'm afraid something bad will happen to him. Besides, the two of them were trying to kill Han..."

"Ahem..." Christopher suddenly coughed.

Everleigh was interrupted. She turned back suspiciously. Christopher was up from his chair and said, "Mr. Godfrey."

Everleigh was startled. She looked up and saw a figure coming in her direction. The person was so familiar to her that she spaced out for a moment.

Undoubtedly, Theodore and his father were really the same. If it weren't for the signs of aging, white hair and wrinkles on his face, he could pass off as Theodore.

A personable and modest gentleman.

Wilson was said to be known for his good looks in Ocpeace City when he was younger. Even though he was married, a lot of ladies from wealthy families fancied him. Some of them even risked their lives for him. Even though it was old news, it was still the talk of the town. This was living proof of his reputation.

After greeting Christopher, Wilson reached out to Everleigh. His voice had the tenacity and strength of a middle- aged man. "Dr. Trevino, I'm Hansen's father. It's a pleasure." NôvelDrama.Org: owner of this content.

Everleigh hurriedly stood up, "Nice to meet you."

"Thank you for saving Hansen," Wilson said.

"You're too kind. I should be responsible for my actions since I brought Hansen and Loraine out," Everleigh replied.

"So be it, but not everyone is willing to risk their lives. Hansen is physically well. If we waited for the police to save him, any delay would put him at risk. You're Hansen's savior and that makes you my savior too," Wilson praised.

The word "savior" was too heavy of a word that Everleigh hurriedly explained, "Actually, this kidnapping happened because..."

"Everleigh," Christopher interrupted her.

Christopher's complicated gaze startled Everleigh.