The wrong Woman novel by Ginny Not Genie novel Chapter 601

Mila entered Cole's car and arrived at the scene of the accident, located on the overpass just over ten minutes away from the wedding venue.

Below them flowed a river, its depths concealed from view.

The recovery vessel had already hoisted the car from the water. Meanwhile, the divers continued their search for Nathan beneath the surface.

Traffic police were busy with their duties, questioning witnesses and examining surveillance footage.

Mila stood silently beside the railing, clutching it tightly, her hands sweaty. The pain in her heart dulled her senses, leaving her feeling hollow.

It felt as if she had forgotten the very rhythm of her breath, as though time itself had halted in its tracks.

Amidst the eerie silence, with no signs of life in sight, her mind echoed with emptiness, her legs quivering and feeble, sustained solely by sheer determination.

Despite the turmoil in her heart and the tears welling in her eyes, Mila resisted the urge to cry.

As long as Nathan's body hadn't been recovered, she clung to the hope that he was still alive. After all, he had never lied to her.

In Nathan's last message, he had reassured Mila to wait for his return. Hence, she was certain he would keep his word.

"We couldn't locate him!" shouted the diver resurfacing from the riverbed.

"Continue the search," the leader above commanded. "Deploy additional divers if necessary. We must find him."

Mila's heart ached with pain as tears streamed down her face. With trembling hands, she wiped away the tears, her legs unsteady as she turned slowly.

"Phoebe, could you lend me a hand?" Mila's voice quivered with emotion.

Phoebe quickly took Mila's arm, her own eyes filling with sadness. "Mila, General Morrison hasn't been found yet. Where do you want to go?"

Mila forced a smile, masking her inner turmoil. "It's alright. He's not down there. Let's head home."

"If he's not down there, then where could he be?"

For over 30 hours, Mila slept fitfully, her body devoid of sustenance as she refused to eat or drink.

She clung to the belief that Nathan would return when she awakened, envisioning him coming to her with a gentle kiss.

Yet, with each passing moment of sleep, Mila's body grew weaker, drained by the ordeal.

In her semi-conscious state, she faintly registered the sound of Phoebe's tearful sobs.

"Mila, please, wake up. You need to have something to eat and drink some water. General Morrison still hasn't been found. Why won't you eat? You still have a son to take care of. Don't lose hope. Think about Jasper."

Phoebe's persistent pleas disrupted Mila's rest.

Mila slowly opened her eyes and sat up, her voice barely audible. "Phoebe, I'm not hungry. Has Nate returned?"

"General Morrison is still missing," Phoebe said tearfully, offering her a bowl of chicken noodle soup. "Please, try to eat. You've been asleep for almost 30 hours. Skipping meals will only weaken you further."