Chapter 467
Fortunately, Amelia had done her homework in advance before she came here. She knew which
route to take, she knew where the resting stops, toilets and the hotels are, she had marked each
one of them.
It was only when they were really climbing the mountain then Amelia found that Patrick was too
reliable. He was like a GPS, he knew the entire Mount Logan like it was just his backyard. Her map
was not needed at all.
Grasping the map firmly in one hand, Amelia took the shlight that she carried with her and shone
it on the map. After analyzing the terrain carefully, she stepped up and went to the left side of the
fork.
Not knowing how long had she been walking, Amelia still had not seen Patrick. At night, there was
almost no one on the mountain. The only thing that apanied Amelia was the howling wind and
the sound of the falling snow in the forest.
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She was sleepy, hungry, and tired. When she going downhill, she let out a yawn. At this moment,
she identally slipped, fell to the ground with a bang, and slid all the way down the slope...
Amelia was so scared that she could not even cry out for help. There was only one thought in her
mind and that was to stop herself from falling!
Since the slope did not lead directly to the cliff, before the inertia disappeared, Amelia held onto a
stone tablet in time andpletely stabilized herself.
One second, two seconds...
She was in shock when she hugged onto the stone tablet, and burst into tears.
She was overwhelmed with all kinds of negative emotions and started sobbing. On one hand, she
was depressed because Patrick left her. On the other hand, she was worried about Patrick. Not to
mention that she had just rolled down all the way like a rice ball. If it were not for her thick clothing,
she would have already injured herself!
The more she cried, the sadder she was. Amelia simply could not bear it anymore. She hugged her
knees and cried loudly. As there was no one around, no one would saw her crying!
After crying for a long time, Amelia found out there''s one more thing that was much more terrible
than losing her life, which was being ashamed.
She heard the sounds of a car horn from not far away, two beams of orange light shone slowly on
her as the car moved forward. She could not cry anymore because she realized a problem. She
was in the way!
Looking up, Amelia felt that the tears on her face frozen by the snow. She quickly rubbed her face
with her sleeve. When she got up from the ground, she saw that a van had stopped in front of her.
The next second, the door of the back carriage was pushed opened.
Amelia took a step back timidly. This kind of ck van looked like the vehicle that was usually used
for kidnapping, where the victims would have their organs removed and thrown at the side of the
roadter.
If it was true...
Amelia''s legs were shaking like a sieve...
To her surprise, a little boy''s face came out from the back carriage. He looked like he was just
around 10 years old. He asked her in a childish voice, "Miss, my grandfather ask if you need any
help."
In the van.
Fynn was sitting in his grandmother''s arms, looking at Amelia curiously.
Being embarrassed by his gaze, Amelia quickly took the mineral water and a piece of tissue handed
over by Fynn''s grandmother. She wet the tissue with
water and wiped her messy face clean.
Before getting on the car, Amelia heard from Fynn''s grandmother that they opened a restaurant
halfway up the mountain and would need to go home at night. Along the way, they would pick up
the ingredients they need tomorrow and bring them up to the mountain.
When they were on their way home, they saw Amelia falling down the slope, so they came over and
asked if she needed help.
Fynn''s grandfather, who was in charge of driving, looked at Amelia with his rearview mirror and
asked, "Little girl, why are you wandering in the mountains in the middle of the night?"
Fynn murmured, "Miss, I just heard a cry like wolves howling. Is it you who made it? I thought we''ve
encountered a mountain ghost."
Amelia felt embarrassed.
Fynn''s grandmother gave Fynn a nce and then said to Amelia, "He''s just being innocent, don''t
mind him."
"No, I don''t mind at all!" Amelia hurriedly waved her hand. She was lucky to have someone to help
her so she did not mind the jokes.
Then she remembered Fynn''s grandfather''s question and said eagerly, "I ran down the mountain to
find my husband. I don''t know where he is now!" "Didn''t you call him?" Fynn''s grandmother asked.
"I did, but he didn''t answer it." Amelia was a little worried about Patrick''s safety.
There was a sense of understanding in the eyes of Fynn''s grandmother, "Had the two of you
quarreled?"
Amelia nodded helplessly and looked out of the window with anxiety. "I think it''s better for me to get
off the car. I want to search for him along the way."
Fynn''s grandfather said familiarly, "Little girl, don''t you know that there are two roads down the
mountain?. Maybe your husband has chosen the other route and that route is actually a shortcut."
"What?" Amelia raised the voice. She hurriedly took out the hand-drawn map in her pocket and
spread it out in front of Fynn''s grandmother and asked, "Is the other route a shortcut? Why isn''t it
stated on this 911
Fynn''s grandmother narrowed her eyes and said with a smile, "Little girl, the information on your
map was outdated for half a year at least. This shortcut was newly developed by the government
half a year ago to distinguish tourists so they would not have to squeeze each other while hiking. It''s
just that the tourists didn''t realize what the government was doing and regarded it as an ordinary
mountain road."
"Half a year ago?" Amelia was in a trance. Suddenly, she remembered that this map was arbitrarily
copied by her from a website on Google. She did not pay attention to the details of the timeline at
all.
After all, Mount Logan was not a shopping ce, how could things be everchanging in this ce.
Seeing Amelia''s confused expression, Fynn''s grandmother could not helpforting her, "Little girl,
even if you are in a hurry to find someone, there is no need to rush out of the car, except for that
shortcut, the rest of the route are the same. As long as your husband chose this road, we will
definitely meet him on our way down the mountain. It will be easier to find him while driving rather
than walking, am I right?"
On the other side...
Patrick who really did choose the shortcut saw a silver sports car at the intersection.
As the window was rolled down, Charles''s handsome face appeared behind it. "What the hell is
wrong with you? Why are you lost in the mountain? But somethings even wrong with me. Why didn''t
I stay in bed but drove up here to pick you!"
Patrick nced at him indifferently and opened the door with a lot of force. He reminded him, "Don''t
forget, you have done something wrong to me."
Back then, Charles had privately hooked him up with a woman. In the end, the two of them almost
fell out with each other. Patrick did not mind getting even with him now.
"I remember! That''s why I''m here to pick you up!" Charles could not retort Patrick. Hethen stepped
on the elerator and with a turn of the steering wheel, the car went back from where it came.