Substitute Bride: Utterly Pampered by Her Billionaire Husband-Chapter 1247: He Didn’t Come Back

He wants to live!

He wants to live well!

He wants to live well.

Mort Thorne opened his eyes and looked at the dark sky above, a sudden burst of longing for life erupted in his deep brown eyes.

The darkness has descended, but is dawn still far away?

He doesn’t want to stay in this darkness forever!

He wants to go home!

He already has a wife and daughter, he has a home, damn it, if he were to die, some wild man would eventually take away his wife.

If that happened, he would probably come back from the dead.

He wants to go back!

The will to survive was like vines growing wildly in his heart, he raised his large bloodied hands to push the massive tree on him.

But, he couldn’t move it.

His lower body was pinned under the tree, already numb.

How could he push away this giant tree?

At this moment, a tornado swept in, lifting all the fallen branches and broken wood into the vortex above, and the tree on him began to sway.

Great!

He had been waiting for this chance!

Another gust of the tornado blew by, Mort Thorne struggled to sit up, using the momentum of the wind, his large hands pressed against the tree, and exerted force.

He had left Dianna Hollis once, he would not do it a second time.

When they were newly in love, she would cling to his neck and say that if he died one day, she would follow him. He always thought she was just joking in her youth.

Now he understood, her love was like the scorching sun of June, pure and fiery.

In an instant, his entire body writhed with muscle, and his cold, pale features turned ferocious and terrifying.

He used all his strength, and a hoarse shout erupted from his throat!

With a loud thud, the massive tree on him was flung away.

He fell back onto the ground, gasping for air.

He succeeded. 𝗳𝚛𝚎𝚎𝘄𝕖𝕓𝕟𝕠𝚟𝚎𝕝.𝗰𝕠𝐦

He finally succeeded.

He could go home now!

Mort Thorne tried to stand, but his lower body was numb, without feeling, unable to stand.

His legs were covered in blood, leaving him unable to stand.

But, this wouldn’t stop his journey home.

He started crawling on the ground.

His large hands clawed into the dirt, crawling forward bit by bit, leaving a trail of blood behind.

The cold rain continued to beat down, but his entire body was hot, burning, with only one thought, to go home!

He never feared darkness and death, no one could kill him, he was resilient, he could take a stab to the heart and still do somersaults.

Who was he?

He was the Blood Eagle!

He was Mort Thorne!

His mind was filled with the image of a small face, her tiny hand resting on her flat belly, smiling at him with arched eyebrows.

Her little voice called him Daddy as she lay on his shoulder.

His ears were filled with her sweet, bell-like laughter, Mort Thorne, come back quickly, you’re a dad now, the baby and I are waiting for you.

He slowly curled his cracked, thin lips into a smile, "Dianna."

Dianna.

He was calling her name.

What he loved in this life, he couldn’t let go.

He could die for the country, but he would live for her.

At that moment, an unusual sound reached his ears, Mort Thorne looked up, something was rushing down, a flood of seawater had broken through.

The swirling waves were like a terrifying dragon, crashing down with a roar.

Darkness.

He was engulfed by darkness.

His curled lashes trembled, and his half-closed pupils slowly became unfocused, as if he saw a beam of light in the dark seawater.

In that light, his father and mother walked toward him, saying, child, you can go home now.

Mort Thorne slowly closed his eyes.

...

On the other side.

A luxury car stopped in front of a private residence, Dianna Hollis leaned against the door frame, looking at Mount Cinder ahead, she felt cold.

She was still wearing Mort Thorne’s military green coat, but the coat was cold, it no longer held his leftover warmth.

She wrapped her slender arms around herself, trying to give herself some warmth.

"Why haven’t Commander Thorne and the others returned yet, look ahead, the tornado has engulfed the entire Mount Cinder."

"Yeah, do you think Commander Thorne and the others...aren’t coming back?"...

At that moment, a light cough was heard, and Justin Xavier and Leah Thorne arrived.

Those gossipers quickly lowered their heads guiltily, "Mr... President Xavier."

Justin Xavier cast them a mild glance, "Go down."

"Yes."

Those people quickly sneaked away.

Leah Thorne stepped forward, arriving at Dianna Hollis’s side, outside it was rainy and muddy, "Dianna, come inside, it’s cold outside."

Dianna Hollis looked at Mount Cinder ahead, "Do you think they will come back?"

Leah Thorne raised her head, also gazing at Mount Cinder, a few seconds later, she slowly and firmly replied, "Yes, they definitely will!"

In the past, her brother had left her too, but he always returned from the brink of death.

This time it would be no exception.

Dianna Hollis curled her lips, "I believe it too, they will all come back, not one less!"

"Look, someone is coming back!" Suddenly someone shouted.

Dianna Hollis’s heart skipped a beat, coming back?

She quickly turned her head, a group of people was walking from the muddy path ahead, emerging from the darkness.

Her clear and beautiful eyes quickly filled with brilliant light, they really came back!

They came back!

She darted her slender legs, running directly out.

Charles Bishop and the Crimson Eye Soldiers stopped, they were covered in rain, mud, and blood, it took them half an hour to get home.

Charles Bishop put Jodie Young down, "Start counting now!"

The Crimson Eye Soldiers lined up, one, two, three, four... eleven, twelve.

Charles Bishop’s eyes were filled with bloodshot veins, he stood in military posture and saluted, "Reporting Commander, Crimson Eye Soldiers should number twelve, and actual arrival is twelve, not one less, we have safely come home!"

Dianna Hollis’s gaze swept over each face, not missing anyone, they were all safe, everyone was safe, she was very happy.

But...

Her gaze carefully scanned the faces again, was someone missing?

Where was Mort Thorne?

She raised her eyes, looking back, searching for that tall, strong figure.

He wasn’t there.

He hadn’t returned.

"Mort Thorne." Dianna Hollis’s small face turned pale, she murmured to herself, "Mort Thorne, where is Mort Thorne?"

"Sister-in-law, I’m sorry!"

Scissors dropped to his knees with a thud, hugging Dianna Hollis’s leg, sobbing, "Sister-in-law, the Commander, to protect us, couldn’t come back!"

Couldn’t come back?

Those three words exploded in Dianna Hollis’s ears with a buzz, her hands and feet went cold, even her blood ran cold, her clear pupils became dazed, what did it mean, she didn’t understand.

Couldn’t come back, what did it mean?

"Dianna," Jodie Young grabbed Dianna Hollis’s cold little hand, handing something over, choking back tears, "Dianna, this is what Mort Thorne asked me to give you."

Dianna Hollis looked down, it was the red string, she reached out to take it, and the diamond ring quietly lay in her palm.

"Dianna, and this, Mort Thorne’s gift to you... a blood-stained camellia."