Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover

Chapter 1961

Chapter 1961 Hanging By A Thread

As the men continued their search, they quickly captured the attention of the island’s inhabitants. In the dead of night, no one noticed the ocean surface turning faint red, as though being tainted.

In the meantime, Lana was on a search for Matteo as well. Ever since Theo succeeded on the mission, she had already been on the lookout for him.

To her dismay, she had not expected Hugo’s security to be so advanced. Even though her team was still fifty kilometers away from shore, the seawater there was also detected by the island’s laser beams. “That old son of a-”

Lana scolded in frustration. She grabbed the nearest communication device and attempted to contact Matteo once again.

“Matteo? Matteo? Do you copy?” There was no answer. The only thing that greeted her was dead silence.

Lana paled at the lack of response. Scanning the pitch black waters in front of her, a shiver ran down her spine. After a brief pause, Lana ordered her team behind her, “Bring me my diving suit.”

“Captain Warlow?” The police officers following behind her were startled.

They were still a long way from the island. Not to mention that laser systems were defending the waters. If Lana were to dive into the sea, even though she might be able to maintain a safe depth, there would still be a huge risk of her triggering the security system. If that were to happen, her body would be one with the ocean, carried away by the tides.

Naturally, everyone disagreed with her plan.

Enraged by their unresponsiveness, Lana threw the communication device onto the ground with a clatter before turning to take her diving gears herself.

Just then, something caught the attention of one of the officers. He noticed some movement on the island through the binoculars.

“Captain Warlow, look! I think there’s someone there!” Without a word, Lana immediately went over to take a look.

There really were people on the shore. When Lana took hold of the binoculars, she could see the silhouette of a person dragging another person out of the water on the shallow end of fast west of the island. The outlines of the two people were partly shielded by the multiple boulders on the shore.

Could it be…?

Lana’s heart skipped a beat.

Needless to say, it was Theo.

But who was the one who saved him?

Not even in a million years would it cross one’s mind that it was Rosalie who saved Theo. When everyone on the island was keeping a lookout for Theo, only Rosalie figured out Theo’s most likely hiding spot. She deduced that Theo would be hiding in the same place where he had to kill his companions during the training camp, the place where he emerged as the sole survivor.

It was a secluded space surrounded by steep stone walls.

Back then, Hugo had specially chosen that place to test Theo’s skills.

Rosalie was not stupid. It took her almost no time at all to figure out where Theo could be hiding.

After all, with the island on complete lockdown, if the man had not escaped the island, that would be the only place he would hide in.

Thud!

With all her might, Rosalie dragged Theo into the basement and dropped him onto the ground. The moment his body hit the ground, Rosalie noticed the pool of blood gushing out of his abdomen.

In no time at all, his black shirt was drenched in red.

Rosalie stared at the motionless body in front of her wordlessly.

Although she wanted to rip the man into shreds, Rosalie tore the edge of her dress and wrapped the fabric on the wound as a makeshift bandage.

Roughly twenty minutes later, she took out the medications she had taken from her room and applied them to the injuries of the unconscious person on the ground.

Soon, the wound stopped bleeding.

Exhausted, Rosalie slumped onto the ground with a thump.

What followed after was absolute silence.

What was I thinking?

Truth be told, even Rosalie herself was perplexed by her actions. When she escaped her room through her window, her mind was consumed by the thought of killing the man and bringing his head to her father if she could find him. Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

Yet when she saw him, she could not bring herself to take his life.

Instead, she brought him back.

I… I’m going to ask him nicely, ask him why he did what he did.

And also, I’ll ask him who he truly is. I can’t get an answer if he’s dead.

Yes. That’s what I’m doing!

Rosalie was finally satisfied with the excuse she had given herself. That night, she did not go anywhere else. Neither did she do anything else except stay by Theo’s side and wait for him to wake.

“Mmm…”

It was already dawn when Theo regained consciousness.

Theo tried to move his body on the ground. However, the pain from his injuries was too great. As a reflex, Theo parted his dry and colorless lips and groaned in pain.

The sound awoke Rosalie. She immediately snapped her eyes open.

After five minutes, the dark basement was lit up by the flashlight on someone’s smartphone. Still lying on the ground, Theo squinted his eyes at the sudden brightness. Slowly, Theo started to make out the person standing in front of him.

“It’s you?”

Disappointment filled his gaze at the sight of Rosalie.

His reaction caused the suppressed rage in Rosalie’s chest to flare up in an instant. In the blink of an eye, she stretched out her hand and grabbed the man by his collar.

“What’s wrong? Unhappy to see me? Did you think you’ve escaped successfully?”

Rosalie spat out the words in contempt and disgust. She wanted nothing more at that moment than to rip him to shreds.

As a response, Theo merely glanced at her calmly without saying a word.

The edges of Rosalie’s eyes reddened as she tried her best to keep her voice from cracking. With a burst of strength, she yanked the top half of his body off the ground and snarled, “Who on earth are you? Why did you steal from Father? What are your intentions?”

“Are you really that naïve, Ms. Tilan? Since I’m stealing from him, of course I’m intending to deal with your father!”

“Deal with him?” Rosalie blanched at his words.

“So you’re after his life. Are you a policeman? Or are you one of those who are seeking revenge from the Tilans? I’m going to assume the former. This device has to be a communication device with your supervisor, am I right?” Rosalie held up an earpiece between her fingers. “Tell me, what would happen if I were to tell them that I’m holding you captive?”

Theo remained silent.

His pace was so pale that it was almost as white as paper. Droplets of sweat covered his face.

For the first time, Theo eyed Rosalie with a look of hostility. “Be my guest. Do it. I dare you.”