All Chapters of The Ultimate Cure: A New Husband: Chapter 681 - Chapter 690

Sophia kept one hand on the wheel and used the other to dial Chris."Cesco's come to Mitaly looking for Adriana. He's not going to give up. You'd better watch yourself."Whatever warmth had been in Sophia's eyes a moment ago was gone now, replaced by something ice cold.On the other end of the line, Chris gripped his phone, his voice flat and cold. "As long as your cargo ships keep our supply lines running, Francesco will never find Adriana in this lifetime."Sophia's mouth curved up, though no humor reached her eyes. "Don't worry. I'm a woman of my word. I won't go back on this. Just make sure you keep a close eye on your woman.""Thanks."Chris hung up and tossed the phone aside.Dean frowned. "Something wrong?"Chris repeated what Sophia had said, his expression turning serious. "You were right. I can't go out to the ship yet, not for now. I can't give Francesco anything to catch me on."It wasn't that he was afraid of Francesco. He simply couldn't allow anyone to take Adri

On top of all that, every time Francesco was around, Chris seemed to lose control of himself where Adriana was concerned. That sick, possessive edge in his eyes was impossible to hide anymore.Richard let out a long sigh. "Leave the kids to us. Put everything you have into finding Adriana. Let the people under you handle the company."After hanging up, Richard sat still for a long while and pondered.Adriana had been through so much, more hardship than anyone deserved. Every time her life finally started going right, fate seemed to knock her down again, harder than before.…Days passed, one after another, slow and grueling.To keep herself from unraveling, Adriana had slowly picked up the habit of keeping a journal.It let her track the days, and gave her a way to bleed out, little by little, all the feelings that threatened to drive her out of her mind.But her days here were so monotonous. Trapped in this cabin, there was nothing beyond the window but endless ocean.No tree

The line went quiet for a moment.Then Chris's voice came through again, low and rough. "I'll die with you. That way, neither of us has to suffer, and we can be together forever."Adriana gave up entirely on trying to reach him. Chris had lost every last shred of reason.Caught up in her children and her work, she hadn't even noticed how far gone Chris really was."Chris, you're sick. Go see a therapist."She didn't bother arguing with him any further and hung up on the spot.She tried using the phone to reach Francesco, only to discover, with a sinking feeling, that the number could only receive calls, never place them.Furious, Adriana hurled the phone at the wall. The crash echoed through the sealed room, but no one came to check on it.She felt like a speck of dust cast off by the world, adrift on the ocean, unable to stir even an echo with her own rage.On the other end of the line, Chris still had so much left unsaid, words caught in his throat, when the call abruptly cu

After they put all the clues together, it was more or less certain that Adriana had been taken by someone.The bloodstains on Riley's backpack had been confirmed as Adriana's, but after searching the surrounding area again and again, they'd concluded the bag had been thrown from the cliff on purpose. The blood was only there to throw people off.Francesco was certain the man behind it all was Chris. Slipping past the cameras and spiriting away a living, breathing person without anyone noticing took planning, and plenty of it.Bella wiped at her tears, her gaze drifting helplessly to the twins playing with Pomme nearby, an ache tightening in her chest."Is there anything I can do to help?" she asked.All she could do every day was sit and wait for news, and that helplessness was eating away at her, robbing her of sleep and appetite alike.Francesco's tone stayed level. "Hold the company steady, and keep pushing Adriana's new project forward. If you need outside technical help, fin

Dean pulled out his phone and dialed Alex. The instant the call connected, his voice turned urgent and frantic."Francesco beat Chris up. He's in bad shape right now. Please send an ambulance, Dr. Nash."Something on the other end sounded like cursing, though he didn't quite catch it. He only heard Alex say he'd send a car over right away.Dean put down the phone. "Playing sick is your specialty, Chris. Just don't let it slip."Chris gave a self-deprecating half smile. "Francesco was right. I'm pathetic."Dean rolled his eyes. "This is no time to feel sorry for yourself. Lie down."Once you're at Alex's hospital, stay a few days. After that, we'll find a way to get him to dress you up as medical staff and slip you onto someone else's emergency helicopter. As long as you're out of Heatherton City before Francesco realizes, getting you to international waters will be easy."Alex had helped Chris fake his paralysis and fool everyone once before. There was no reason to think he'd re