Return, My Love: Wooing the Neglected Ex-Wife - Chapter 497

Chapter 497:

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“Katherine.”

“Don’t touch me!” Katherine leapt off the sink, her frustration radiating from her unmistakably.

Shawn scratched his head in bewilderment, eventually leaning against the counter.

Later, after Shawn took a shower, Katherine was already asleep. She claimed merely half of the bed, leaving the other half available for him. But Shawn chose to sleep on the sofa. When he turned off the lights, the room plunged into darkness, and Katherine opened her eyes, struggling to calm her emotions.

Actually, whether Shawn was Frankie didn’t matter much to Katherine, because she didn’t plan to be with him anyway. Even if he was Frankie, the outcome wouldn’t change.

The following day, Katherine and Shawn resumed their quest for clues regarding Wade’s mother.

They inquired of several individuals nearby, mirroring their efforts from the previous day, hoping for a breakthrough in their investigation. To maximize their efficiency, Katherine and Shawn strategically divided their efforts, fanning out to cover more ground.

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However, as Katherine approached a blind elderly woman, a sleek black car came to a halt beside her. Two bodyguards emerged and abducted Katherine. She fought fiercely against her captors, her cries for help echoing in the tranquil alley, but no one appeared to rescue her from her desperate plight.

Upon witnessing the abduction, Shawn sprang into action, pursuing them with fervent urgency. Yet, the car had already sped away. The final image etched in Shawn’s mind was of Katherine, her mouth muffled, her eyes brimming with fear and desperation. Shawn had sprinted after the car for dozens of meters. However, aside from committing the license plate to memory, he found himself powerless. He decided to call the police.

Just as he reached for his phone, a firm hand clamped down on his shoulder. Standing behind Shawn was a man clad in sunglasses, his formidable grip signaling that he was no ordinary individual.

“If you involve the police, we cannot guarantee the safety of that woman.”

Shawn reluctantly stowed his phone away, his voice chillingly composed as he demanded, “Who sent you?”

“You’ll discover that soon enough. Our boss wants to meet you.” With Katherine in their grasp, Shawn found himself with no alternative but to acquiesce. He trailed behind the man into a dense wooded area.

Beyond the trees lay a clear pond. A middle-aged man sat leisurely by the pond, engaged in fishing. Surrounding him were several imposing bodyguards. In the distance, a car engine stopped.

“Let me go!” Katherine was thrust forward, her hands bound tightly behind her back. In the shadow of the towering bodyguards, she appeared utterly defenseless. Yet, her thoughts were not consumed by her own predicament; rather, they were focused on Shawn.

The moment she emerged from the car, her eyes fell upon Shawn standing alone against a formidable group. Dread pooled in her stomach as she feared the worst for him in that perilous moment.

“Let her go,” Shawn demanded.

The man fishing turned to glance at Katherine.

“Your girlfriend? She’s quite pretty.”

The man’s half-joking tone grated on Shawn’s nerves.

“Mr. Potter, the way you invited me is quite unique,” Shawn mocked.

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