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“Stop the cat Dylan said.

Richard hated the car, witnessing frylan in the harket string to get up despite the pain

Rochard said, “Mr. Dylant

Richard hurriedly got out of the car to as Dylan, helping hintout of the car frfan uit three day we w appearing on the verge of collapse at any moment.

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Concerned, Richard suggested having, the accompanying doctor check on Dylan, but Dylan red

Don’t worry about met After inspecting the interior of the car, bylan walked to the other side to look in the there window

Then, he turned his gaze towards the nearby bushes, noticing the chrious traces,

“Have someone search from this direction, and you up with them Dylan said,

Dylan, now calmer than before, derved the vast expanse of Greencloud Mountain with warrowed ofmeson eyes.

Richard had grown up by his side, specially trained by the Clifford family,

If Dylan hadn’t been so unsteady on his feet, he would have preferred to warch himut. However, his son quer mot only hinder the speed of his subordinates, who were already concerned about his condition

Veen a second’s delay was unacceptable to Dylan.

“Mr. Dylant” Richard looked worried.

“I’m fine. I only trust you to go Dylan’s voice was heavy, his pale face tinged with coldness

“Understood, Richard said and immediately led the team into the nearby forest,

Dylan took a few steps, suppressing the bloody taste rising in his mouth. A faint redness appeared at the comer of his lips, and he struggled back to the car, where the attending doctor repeatedly attempted to approach but was topped by toylan’s cold YAZE.

Once inside the car, Dylan instructed another subordinate driving in front, “Continue driving

Closing his eyes slightly, Dylan was drained of all his strength after the recent ordeal. He was sticky with sweat, unsure a was sweat or blood, making him very uncomfortable.

Frowning, he needed a moment to rest, but his mind had already mapped out the terrain of Spendloud Mountain

His heart had almost stopped beating several times from worry, Dylan had never hated himulf so much for being areas. yet he had to suppress his panic and fear, desperately trying to remain calm.

As the car turned a corner, revealing the Holland family ahead, Dylan suddenly opened his eyes wide and shouted, “Stop

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The driver halted the car, and Dylan, bracing himself, slowly stepped out, walking towards the front in an anxious and unsteady manner.

His steps were erratic, and his once tall figure seemed almost on the verge of collage. His cold face was now tiled wah

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But when Dylan saw the slender figure deep in the jungle, his red eyes widened, and the tension in his mind snapped.

His hips moved as he attempted to shout, but Dylan suddenly realized his throat was so terrifyingly dry. He couldn’t utter a word, just silently watched as the figure approached closer and closer.

It almost brought him to tears.

He thought, the only light in his world was still there, and that was wonderful.

All the way, Audrey had been thinking about the person who had gestured to save her earlier. When she saw the tall figure standing at the exit, she was slightly stunned for a moment, then furrowed her brow.

With a cold gaze fixed on Dylan, her eyes remained as icy as ever. “What are you doing here?” she asked.

“…” As the words escaped his lips, Dylan’s voice was hoarse, almost as if it were tearing. After clearing his throat, he continued. “I came to see you.

Dylan dared not say too much, fearing Audrey might misunderstand and become displeased if she thought he was monitoring her.

He was genuinely on edge, afraid that a wrong word or action might incur even a slight disapproval from her

Audrey gave him a cold glance, finding his words strange.

With a faint response, she moved past him to leave.

Terrified she might disappear in the next moment, Dylan hastily added, “Do you… have anything urgent?”

“Mr. Clifford, rest assured, I’m fine.” Audrey scanned Dylan from head to toe.

For a medical professional, Dylan reeked of blood too strongly.

Recalling Richard kneeling before her, begging her to save Dylan, Audrey furrowed her brows slightly.

“That’s good. I’ll have someone take you back,” Dylan said,

Normally, Dylan would have loved to exchange a few words with Audrey, but his current physical condition didn’t allow it. It felt as though his internal organs had been pierced, causing him intense pain. ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

He didn’t want his beloved to see him in such a sorry state.

“No need, it’s just a few steps,” Audrey declined directly, turning away.

The exit wasn’t far from the Holland family. Even if there was danger, Audrey could definitely avoid it. There were many people in the world who wanted her dead, but few who had the ability to kill her.

Not noticing it earlier was indeed careless. After all, her identity had never been exposed, and Audrey never expected to encounter a sniper in Northville.

Dylan glanced at his subordinate, who immediately responded respectfully and followed behind Audrey.

Audrey furrowed her brows slightly, pretending not to notice, while her mind still pondered the issue of her memories.

Who was the person who saved her earlier?

Suddenly, there was a commotion behind them.

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Dylan originally intended to accompany Audrey to walk further away, but he didn’t expect himself to be so weak.

Before Audrey could get far, he collapsed.

The noise was too loud, and Audrey turned to see Dylan collapsed to the ground.

Dylan watched as Audrey turned back until she coldly turned and walked away. The glimmer in his eyes faded completely, and his bloodshot eyes slowly closed.

A piercing pain engulfed him.

“What are you standing there for? Call an ambulance. He’s being too stubborn. If he continues like this, he’ll be finished. Does he even want to live anymore?” the doctor said.

The accompanying doctor couldn’t help but darken his expression. Despite hundreds of injuries all over his body, Dylan could barely stand, and even walking made him pant heavily. Yet, he still insisted on pretending as if nothing was wrong.

The pain was unbearable, as if his internal organs were being crushed. Although his mind was clear, he could only force a bitter smile while listening to the words of the accompanying doctor.

If he could just die like this, it would be for the best!

He wasn’t a likable person to begin with, and if even Audrey didn’t want him, then living or dying didn’t make any difference to him.

He felt a warm temperature on his wrist, a familiar scent lingering around him. He struggled to open them but couldn’t.

Afterward, all his consciousness dissipated.

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