Chapter 242 I Won''t Let You Slip Away Again
In this moment, Gorman held the butterfly pendant in his hand, his features softening into an unusual gentleness.
Memories flooded his thoughts, reying a sequence he had envisioned countless times before.
It was during a perilous time when he was pursued by enemies, narrowly escaping with his life. Wounded and teetering on the edge of copse, he found refuge in a quaint fishing vige.
As his blood loss worsened, Gorman''s consciousness began to wane.
He found himself copsing weakly on the beach, where the waves gently washed over him, sweeping away the traces of
crimson.
Just when Gorman was about to relinquish hope, a figure blurred by his failing vision materialized before him.
This woman rescued him, diligently caring for his wounds and urging him to cling to life.
She became a beacon of hope, offering him a renewed chance at survival.
Shortly thereafter, his loyal aides whisked him away in secrecy.
Upon his return to the vige, the woman had vanished.
The only trace she left was a hint that she was a foreign tourist, with a butterfly pendant as the sole remnant of her
presence.
For years, Gorman scoured the globe in search of her, to no avail.
However, this time, he had stumbled upon a crucial clue.
With this thought, a smile crept across his face.
The woman he sought hailed from Grester.
Pulling a photograph from his pocket, he gazed at the image of a woman with a gentle smile and an elegant air.
"Linsey, I''ve finally found you," Gorman whispered softly. "This time, I won''t let you slip away again."
Meanwhile, Linsey was ensnared by a dream recalling distant past events.
At that time, she was meandering through a small fishing vige overseas, seeking inspiration amid nature''s embrace.
One crisp morning, she stumbled upon a shocking sight-a man sprawled on the deste shore, his body marred by blood.
rmed, Linsey didn''t hesitate, she dragged the man to safety.
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Chapter 242 I Won''t Let You Slip Away Again
Frantically checking his breathing, she found it barely perceptible. Time was running out, and immediate action was
crucial.
Linsey quickly dialed for help on her phone, but the remote location meant no ambnce could arrive swiftly.
Worse still, the local vigers cautioned her against intervening.
"This man has lost so much blood and has been out in the sea all night. He won''t make it. Don''t waste your efforts."
"Yeah, we''ve had unexpected deaths here before. We''re used to it."
But Linsey couldn''t stand the thought of letting a life fade away before her eyes. She took the injured man to her rented
amodation within the vige and scavenged for medicines to halt the bleeding.
With limited resources at her disposal, she managed to stem the flow of blood, but then the man developed a severe fever.
With no medical help nearby, Linsey found herself improvising ways to lower his fever, remaining by his bedside through
several sleepless nights.
She sensed that the man was aware, that he could hear her.
So, Linsey whispered words of encouragement, urging him to persevere.
Perhaps it was destined, but the man clung to life, and gradually, his fever began to subside.
A few dayster, Linsey heard rumors of a doctor visiting near the vige. Seizing the opportunity, she gathered some gifts and approached the doctor, pleading for his assistance.
She spent the entire day convincing the doctor to help.
Eventually, likely worn down by her persistence, the doctor agreed to assist.
However, when they returned to her ce, Linsey was stunned to discover that the man had disappeared.
Her neighbors informed her that he had been taken away.
Despite her best efforts to gather more information, Linsey found herself at a dead end. Without knowing his identity or
name, she had no choice but to relinquish her search.
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