All Chapters of The Ultimate Cure: A New Husband: Chapter 671 - Chapter 680

Several people scrambled to carry Chris into the medical tent.A moment later, the doctor pushed the tent flap aside and stepped out, his tone urgent. "Mr. Slater's condition is critical. We need to get him down the mountain for treatment immediately."The medical team had come with Francesco, so the doctor looked to him, waiting for instructions.Mars glanced at Francesco, then made the call himself without hesitation. "Assign one medic to go down with him."He turned to Chris's assistant and added firmly, "If his condition is that serious, you'd better call Dr. Alex Nash right away and have him fly out here to take Mr. Slater back to Heatherton."The assistant quickly found two men to carry Chris down the mountain, staying close by his side the whole way, dialing Alex as he went.The medic Mars had assigned followed right behind, keeping constant watch on Chris's condition.Watching the group disappear into the black, rain-soaked night, Mars tried once more. "Boss, why don't y

Since Adriana had gone missing, every hour had become almost unbearable for Francesco, his heart scorched raw by fear with every second that passed.But no matter how unbearable, time refused to stop for him.Seven days had gone by, and most of the search teams had walked away from both the high pay and the enormous reward, pulling out of mountains that hadn't seen a break in the rain for a full week.Everyone knew perfectly well that even if Adriana was still somewhere up there, the odds weren't in her favor.A river cut through the valley and eventually fed into a larger one, its current swift and, after days of relentless rain, swollen even higher. If a person fell in, survival would be next to impossible, and even recovering a body would be an ordeal.Over these seven days, Francesco had slept less than ten hours total.He'd gone over every bit of surveillance footage from the roads leading up and down the mountain, frame by frame, his eyes bloodshot from the strain, and foun

Out on the endless ocean, there was no way to even tell direction.The past two days had been overcast, and without the sun, Adriana couldn't make out east from west anymore. Whatever method she'd used before to orient herself no longer worked.No matter when she looked out the window, all she ever saw was the same gray sea, like a cold, thin film stretched over the whole world, pressing the breath out of her.If not for the date scrolling in the corner of the television screen, she wouldn't even have realized she'd been trapped here a full seven days.She'd stopped calling for help. This was clearly a private yacht, and they were most likely drifting somewhere out on international waters.She could scream herself hoarse, and no one would ever answer, let alone come to save her.In the days since, she still hadn't laid eyes on a single person.To try to force whoever was behind this to finally show themselves, she'd started refusing to eat.But even after two days without food,

Dean walked into the hospital room with his hands in his pockets. He greeted Alex first."Dr. Nash. Appreciate the work."Alex smiled. "You two catch up. I'll go check on my other patients."He left the room, quietly pulling the door shut, and the smile faded from his face the moment he was out of sight.As far as he was concerned, Chris never should have forgiven Dean.That first car accident, Dean had been aiming to kill him.The second one hadn't been directly Dean's doing, but he had covered up the truth of Edward's parentage, which had indirectly led to everything that followed.And Dean was ruthless. Whatever peace he'd struck with Chris on the surface, brothers acting all warm and friendly, there was no telling what he was really scheming underneath.Chris was too unstable right now, physically and emotionally, and far too easy for Dean to manipulate.Especially with Adriana and Francesco growing closer by the day, Chris kept falling apart and leaning on his brother mor

While the Slater brothers were busy plotting against Adriana and Francesco, Francesco was at the Este castle, trying to track down any leads on Adriana's whereabouts.Isabel was genuinely delighted to hear her son had come home.She'd even started imagining that, if he'd just agree to stay, she wouldn't push the arranged marriage anymore. All she needed now was for him to bring back that boy Adriana had given birth to and hand him over for her to raise.With a new heir secured for the Este family, Francesco's role within it would matter far less.But when she set aside her social calendar and rushed back to the castle, brimming with joy, what she got instead was her son's ice-cold interrogation. Francesco didn't even call her "Mother" once."Isabel. Are you absolutely certain you haven't done anything to Adriana?"Isabel sat on the sofa, her expression darkening, and lit a cigarette.Through the curling smoke, she spoke, holding back her temper. "Cesco, if Adriana were here in M