Chapter 691 No Hope


    "Hartwell is on his way to D City, and so is the Li family. Your uncle has gone back to the military base


    for more information. ir, where are you now? I''ming to keep youpany. Wait for me," Joslyn


    said worriedly.


    ir was silent for a moment. Then, she took a deep breath and said in a rather calm tone, "You don''t


    need toe. His body has not been found yet, so there''s still a chance that he has survived. I''m going


    to D City to look for him." ''I must go.


    I need to see for myself whether he is dead or alive, '' she swore.


    After ending the call with Joslyn, ir decisively asked her manager for some time off from work.


    She quickly booked a flight ticket, packed her luggage and headed towards the airport. She stared at


    her suitcase as she was waiting in the lounge to board, an empty look in her eyes. All of a sudden,


    tears gushed out of those lifeless sockets and streamed down her cheeks uncontrobly.


    She covered her face with both her hands and bent over, crying hysterically.


    ir felt frustrated. She med herself for being too weak. Crying wasn''t going to solve anything, but


    that was all she could do.


    ''Wesley, please be safe...'' she prayed, again and again.


    After venting her emotions, she gradually stopped crying. Wiping the tear stains, she boarded the ne


    that would take her to D City.


    Just as she was about to put her phone on flight mode, she got another call from Niles. The young man


    spoke in aforting tone. "ir, we just arrived in D City. Don''t worry. Lady Luck is always on my


    brother''s side. He''ll be safe and we''ll surely bring him back."


    "Niles, I''m on my way to D City too. Wait for me there."


    Niles was taken aback. He didn''t expect her to take action so soon. "Okay. I''ll tell Mom."


    It was drizzling when ir set foot in D city. Without bothering to buy an umbre, she hurried towards


    the spot of the explosion.


    The wharf had been cordoned off. A lot of people were gathered around the ce; the atmosphere felt


    solemn and heavy. The deafening sound of the weeping and wailing of the victims'' families resonated


    in the area.


    Since Wesley had been using an alias while he worked as a spy in D City, his true identity was still


    being concealed by the military. When ir asked the local police about Wesley''s condition, they all


    looked at her in confusion and shook their heads since they had no information about such a person.


    ir called Niles immediately and got to know that they were resting at a temporary lounge nearby.


    She gave him her location.


    When Niles came to pick her up, ir was standing in the beach, staring nkly into the vast sea. She


    felt at a loss, not knowing what to do next. She hade to this city on an impulse, but she had no


    idea how to find Wesley.


    "ir."


    She snapped back to reality and turned around. Niles was running towards her, holding an umbre.


    The ever-naughty boy now looked weary with a small stubble on his chin, his eyes bloodshot.


    ir nodded and walked up to him. She asked expectantly, "Any news?"


    Niles held the umbre over her head, shaking his head dejectedly. "Not yet. Mom is very upset. Dad is


    keeping herpany in the lounge."


    Niles took ir to the lounge. When she entered the room, she saw Cecelia with Baldwin, her head on


    his shoulder. Her face was ghastly pale. She looked like she was on the brink of a meltdown.


    She sobbed silently and refused to drink or eat anything. She looked even more sorrowful than thest


    time Wesley had been wounded because of Megan.


    It pained ir to see Cecelia in such a terrible state. In an instant, her eyes brimmed with tears. She


    walked closer to them and greeted quietly, "Aunt Cecelia, Uncle Baldwin."


    Baldwin raised his head and nodded to her.


    Cecelia''s distant eyesnded on ir. She cried, "ir...Oh… ir..." Sobs escaped her lips before


    she could say anything further.


    ir''s heart tightened. She squatted down in front of her and gripped her hands. "Aunt Cecelia, don''t


    cry. There''s still hope. No news is good news, right? He''lle back. He''s a survivor."


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    Cecelia shook her head vigorously. "They said that hope was slim. It has almost been a day since the


    incident. He...he is probably…"


    ir had wanted to be strong in front of the Li family. But Cecelia''s words threw her into despair. Tears


    streamed down her cheeks and she cried together with Wesley''s mother. "No…That can''t be true.


    No...I''ll go look for him now. Wait for me, Aunt. I''ll bring Wesley back to you!"


    She let go of Cecelia''s hands and dashed towards the door.


    Niles tried to stop her. "ir, don''t go. Dad has arranged for more men to search for Wesley''s


    whereabouts, so—"


    But ir was already gone. She couldn''t give up. And she wouldn''t believe Wesley was dead unless


    his body was right in front of her eyes.


    "Follow her. Make sure she''s safe," Baldwin hastily instructed Niles.


    "Okay," he sighed and ran after her.


    ir ran all the way to the beach. She plodded near the shore, hoping to see some miracle. Wesley


    might have been washed ashore, like those scenes in some TV opera. She kept picturing the scene


    where she would be lucky enough to find him and save him in time.


    But, reality was crueler than fiction. She walked several kilometers along the beach, but there was no


    sign of her beloved. Niles silently tagged along the whole time.


    Soon, the sun began to go down the horizon. Exhausted, and mentally famished, ir shouted at the


    surging sea, "Wesley! Wesley! It''s me! It''s ir! Where are you?"


    The sound of the waves was her only reply.


    "Wesley! Please, answer me! Come back!" she shouted at the top of her lungs. Her voice cracked.


    After a long time of futile shouting, ir was finally drained of all energy and dropped to her knees. In


    her despair, she yelled angrily, "You liar! Didn''t you promise that you woulde back in two years?


    There''s only three months left. Why couldn''t you make it?


    Please..e back. Answer me! Wesley..." She choked on her sobs.


    A strong wave crashed onto the shore, wetting her clothes. But she didn''t feel anything other than the


    overwhelming sadness that was starting to envelope her.


    Niles couldn''t bear seeing her like this anymore. He walked towards her and tried to help her up. But


    she didn''t move. In a low, cracked voice, she asked, "Niles, do you know something? Your brother


    never lies."


    Unable to lift her up to her feet, Niles let go of her arm. He nodded silently. Of course, he knew.


    "He''lle back. He promised, and he never lies. There''s still three months left. He''ll keep his word


    ande back by then. Don''t you think so too?"


    Niles said nothing. He saw the empty look in ir''s eyes, as if all life had been sucked out of her. He


    felt sorry for her. Wesley would be heartbroken too if he saw her like this.


    After a while, ir continued to walk along the shore and shout towards the sea.


    She didn''t stop her futile efforts until two o''clock in the morning.


    Rescue operations went on for two more days. The rescue ships found more and more dead bodies.


    There were no survivors.


    Three dayster, since there was no hope of finding any survivors, the officials had to give up on the


    rescue operation.


    The military decided to hold an official funeral for Wesley, since he had sacrificed himself while on a


    mission. They had to wee the hero back home, even though they couldn''t find his body.


    Everything was ready for the funeral—his portrait, the flowers, the gravesite. They just needed to fix the


    funeral date and hold the ceremony.


    It was a miserable week for ir. She couldn''t remember what she had done every day of that week.


    The things happening around her didn''t feel real.


    She couldn''t ept the fact that Wesley had died. He had lied to her...


    He had promised her that he woulde back as soon as possible; he asked her to wait for him. But,


    he didn''te.


    All those negative thoughts haunted her mind. The Ji family tried to cheer her up, but to no avail. ir


    had locked herself up in her world of despair, with no way for her to walk out.


    The day before Wesley''s funeral, Joslyn got a call from ir. "Hi, Joslyn. Is Patrick asleep?"


    Joslyn had been worried about ir. She was d that the girl had finally called her. "Yes. He has


    gone to bed. ir, you should get more rest. You''ve tired yourself out. Do take care of yourself, okay?"