NovelOnlineChapter 1272 She widened her eyes, not sure if she should be stoked or freaked out. She bolted downhill, but in her rush, she tripped and tumbled down the slope. After she landed, she got up and started rummaging through the grass around her.
Walter watched her part the ankle-deep grass, looking for Alexander, a helpless look in his eyes.
Alexander was so tall, he should've been easy to spot. How could he be hiding in such shallow grass? Quinn searched all the grass around but found nada, so she looked further away. She figured Alexander might've been hurt bad and crawled off somewhere. She searched a bit further uphill but still cup empty.
Walter followed her down. When he got halfway down the slope, he stopped and looked down. There were bright red droplets on the grass.
He bent down and wiped them, ending up with a hand full of blood.
He frowned and wiped around again, his whole hand covered in blood.
"Quinn," Walter called out seriously.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtQuinn turned, cto his side, and followed his gaze, first noticing the blood on his hand.
She held her breath, slowly squatted down, and touched the grass. The wet sensation made her shiver as she opened her palm, revealing a bright red stain. Her eyes flickered as she looked up. The highest point was where she had seen Alexander fall earlier.
She tried to keep her emotions in check, tried to stand up but weakly fell to the ground again.
Walter reached out to pull her up, but she shook off his hand and crawled upward. The grass along the way was almost entirely stained with blood.
Her fingers, arms, and entire sleeves were soaked with blood-mixed dew.
She got back to the top of the slope and saw a pool of blood on the ground.
She stared at the blood, her mind automatically picturing Alexander falling and his injuries. Tears streamed down her face uncontrollably.
The sky started to lighten, and the pre-dawn wind was freezing.
She squatted there, staring blankly at the pool of blood.
Walter's phone was almost dead. He turned off the phone light, and darkness swallowed them.
"Do we keep looking?" Walter broke the silence.
Quinn didn't respond.
After a long time, she finally croaked out, "He shouldn't be dead, right?" "He might just be hiding, just went farther away," she murmured.
Walter sat down beside her, thinking. "It's possible. But there doesn't seem to be any place to hide around here," he said calmly. Quinn slowly raised her head, her gaze locking onto him.
"Walter, are you happy now?" Quinn asked.
Walter slowly replied, "I don't know." Happy? Not really.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Haven't you always wanted to kill him? Now, you must hope he's dead, right?" Quinn questioned.
"You're wrong. I didn't kill him.
Whether he's alive alive or dead, I don't really care, Walter said nonchalantly.
"Then why didn't you help him? I begged you so much, why didn't you letget out of the car?" Quinn En.
asked. Walter chuckled. "You wanted to die with him, but I didn't." Quinn fell silent, withdrew her gaze, and stood up from the ground.
She kept searching for Alexander.
As long as she didn't see his corpse, she firmly believed he was still alive. Since Walter had managed to survive back then, Alexander had to be alive too.
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