The Wife You Buried Is Back from Hell novel Chapter 1219

Alexander gripped her hand tightly, his palm cold but his hold firm, pulling her along as they sprinted through the snow. The wind cut like a razor against her face, and swirling snow blinded her, leaving only a vast white expanse ahead.

“Listen to me,” Alexander said, his voice low and urgent. “If things get bad, we might have to split up. I’ll draw them away. You get as far away from here as you can, get the news about the missing chip out, and notify our government.”

Danielle stumbled to keep up, turning to look at him. In the darkness, the lines of his face were hard and cold, his expression frighteningly serene, as if this was a plan he had rehearsed a thousand times in his mind.

A chill spread from the pit of her stomach. “Do you know if they’re after you, or me?” she asked, her voice trembling. Logically, with the station evacuated and the remaining supplies worthless, there was nothing to covet. They had to be after a person.

“Don’t overthink it,” Alexander said, avoiding her gaze and picking up his pace. “Just hold on tight and don’t fall behind.” He added, “They sent a lot of men this time. They came prepared. When we get to the fork up ahead, you go toward the crevasse. The terrain is complicated, they won’t find you easily. I’ll lead them away.”

“Does one of us have to be sacrificed?” Danielle’s voice shook, a heavy weight pressing down on her chest. She looked at Alexander’s pale profile, at the way his body trembled slightly from the exertion, and a wave of heartache washed over her. He hadn’t recovered yet; his movements were still weak. How could he possibly draw away those ruthless men?

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