Fated love: the unwanted bride - Chapter 605

Chapter 605: Chapter 605: The Illusion of Heaven and Earth Shattering

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This place is truly overgrown with bamboo, densely packed, blocking out the light.

Jasmine Yale dares not raise her voice too much, her large eyes alertly scanning the surroundings.

The ground is covered with a layer of fallen bamboo leaves, thick enough that stepping on them creates a rustling sound.

This place is so vast, the entire hill is covered with bamboo and trees.

She doesn’t know where Little Chale is, she can only search aimlessly.

Everything around her is deserted.

Little Chale has been gone for almost an hour, would there be any accidents?

Jasmine Yale dare not let her mind wander, she can only try her best to find the little guy.

The wind has made her hair somewhat disorderly, her face looks particularly pale and powerless.

“Little Chale, where are you, you must be okay…” Jasmine Yale’s heart is pounding.

“Sylvan, please bless your baby and keep him safe, okay…”

“He’s so small, he must be terrified…”

Jasmine repeats to herself, her eyes brimming with tears.

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Biting her teeth, she manages not to cry out, and continues her search.

There’s not a single disturbance around her, she can even hear her own heartbeat, thumping loudly.

With bated breath, Jasmine ventures deeper into the bamboo forest.

“Bang!”

Suddenly, a gunshot rings out from the distance inside the bamboo forest!

Gunshots, Jasmine is all too familiar with the sound!

Her heart missed a beat, and for a moment all her blood seemed to run cold! Every limb is freezing!

The kidnappers eliminating the victim? No, it can’t be.

Nothing could have happened to Little Chale! It must be the police’s gunshot!

Jasmine Yale heads in the direction of the gunshot, running as fast as she can.

The only thing she’s sure of is that the gunshot came from deep inside the bamboo forest, still a good distance away from her.

There’s noticeable commotion within the bamboo forest, she could hear several disorderly footsteps.

Is it the police taking action?

Where on earth is Little Chale?

Jasmine Yale was on the verge of tears with anxiety, speeding up her pace!

After the gunshot, she didn’t hear any more shots.

Finally, midway, she smelled the scent of gunpowder in the air and started looking around.

“Little Chale, where are you? Answer me if you can hear me okay…”, Jasmine Yale called out.

“Little Chale! Little Chale!”

Jasmine Yale’s throat chokes, her voice is almost gone.

For how far she had walked, she called for that long.

Her footsteps are becoming increasingly unstable, there’s a splitting headache, her heart is about to jump out, and she’s progressively losing strength in her feet.

Dizzy, her vision turns white.

She grabbed a bamboo for support, preventing herself from collapsing.

“Little Chale… please show up… stop playing hide and seek with Jasy… Jasy is….so…unable…to…bear it…”

Her heart is racing uncontrollably.

This kind of distress is no less than when she was lying on the operating table three years ago.

Truly, she has a sense of the world collapsing around her.

Gasping for breath, her pale fingers clenched the bamboo, as sporadic bamboo leaves fell on her white coat.

Her hair is somewhat messy, her hand somehow got a cut with blood flowing out.

Suddenly, she’s a bit hesitant to continue forward.

If, if what she sees next is something she doesn’t want to see…

For one moment, Jasmine Yale’s face turns ghostly white, her lips trembling.

Her eyelids flutter a few times, feeling a bit faint she closes her eyes, her long lashes hanging low.

“Jasy, Jasy.”

Just then, the sound of a child’s call ringing in Jasmine Yale’s ears!

His call for her, as usual, is so adorable.

It’s Chale Cheney’s voice!

“Jasy!”

Jasmine Yale abruptly opens her eyes, her body unsteady, she sways.

Following the sound, she pushes through the bamboo leaves, and runs forward!

The next second, as the child’s call is getting closer and closer to her—

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