"Hartwell is on his way to D City, and so is the Li family. Your uncle has gone back to the military base for more information. ir, where are you now? I''ming to keep youpany. Wait for me," Joslyn said worriedly.


    ir was silent for a moment. Then, she took a deep breath and said in a rather calm tone, "You don''t need toe. His body has not been found yet, so there''s still a chance that he has survived. I''m going to D City to look for him." ''I must go.


    I need to see for myself whether he is dead or alive, '' she swore.


    After ending the call with Joslyn, ir decisively asked her manager for some time off from work.


    She quickly booked a flight ticket, packed her luggage and headed towards the airport. She stared at her suitcase as she was waiting in the lounge to board, an empty look in her eyes. All of a sudden, tears gushed out of those lifeless sockets and streamed down her cheeks uncontrobly.


    She covered her face with both her hands and bent over, crying hysterically.


    ir felt frustrated. She med herself for being too weak. Crying wasn''t going to solve anything, but that was all she could do.


    ''Wesley, please be safe...'' she prayed, again and again.


    After venting her emotions, she gradually stopped crying. Wiping the tear stains, she boarded the ne that would take her to D City.


    Just as she was about to put her phone on flight mode, she got another call from Niles. The young man spoke in aforting tone. "ir, we just arrived in D City. Don''t worry. Lady Luck is always on my brother''s side. He''ll be safe and we''ll surely bring him back."


    "Niles, I''m on my way to D City too. Wait for me there."


    Niles was taken aback. He didn''t expect her to take action so soon. "Okay. I''ll tell Mom."


    It was drizzling when ir set foot in D city. Without bothering to buy an umbre, she hurried towards the spot of the explosion.


    The wharf had been cordoned off. A lot of people were gathered around the ce; the atmosphere felt solemn and heavy. The deafening sound of the weeping and wailing of the victims'' families resonated in the area.


    Since Wesley had been using an alias while he worked as a spy in D City, his true identity was still being concealed by the military. When ir asked the local police about Wesley''s condition, they all looked at her in confusion and shook their heads since they had no information about such a person.


    ir called Niles immediately and got to know that they were resting at a temporary lounge nearby. She gave h


    een sucked out of her. He felt sorry for her. Wesley would be heartbroken too if he saw her like this.


    After a while, ir continued to walk along the shore and shout towards the sea.


    She didn''t stop her futile efforts until two o''clock in the morning.


    Rescue operations went on for two more days. The rescue ships found more and more dead bodies. There were no survivors.


    Three dayster, since there was no hope of finding any survivors, the officials had to give up on the rescue operation.


    The military decided to hold an official funeral for Wesley, since he had sacrificed himself while on a mission. They had to wee the hero back home, even though they couldn''t find his body.


    Everything was ready for the funeral—his portrait, the flowers, the gravesite. They just needed to fix the funeral date and hold the ceremony.


    It was a miserable week for ir. She couldn''t remember what she had done every day of that week. The things happening around her didn''t feel real.


    She couldn''t ept the fact that Wesley had died. He had lied to her...


    He had promised her that he woulde back as soon as possible; he asked her to wait for him. But, he didn''te.


    All those negative thoughts haunted her mind. The Ji family tried to cheer her up, but to no avail. ir had locked herself up in her world of despair, with no way for her to walk out.


    The day before Wesley''s funeral, Joslyn got a call from ir. "Hi, Joslyn. Is Patrick asleep?"


    Joslyn had been worried about ir. She was d that the girl had finally called her. "Yes. He has gone to bed. ir, you should get more rest. You''ve tired yourself out. Do take care of yourself, okay?"