Chapter 1349

The slim figure standing beside the pond was none other than Joanne. "Jo… Joanne?" Quinton whispered in disbelief, rubbing his eyes to make sure he wasn't hallucinating. Past memories engulfed him, and the image of her wild eyes as she held a knife over him flashed in his mind. "Quinton, we'll go to hell together!" Joanne whispered viciously as she held his neck tightly. Quinton had somehow survived, and had managed to swim to a small island nearby. He had been badly injured, and had been nursed back to health by the locals. After that, he had lost contact with Joanne, and eventually received news that she had passed away. His resentment and bitterness grew, making him more paranoid and twisted after years of despair. However, this recent near-death experience had changed him. The second he saw Joanne, it was not hatred that overwhelmed him, but love. Unfortunately, the woman just stared at the pond as if she had not heard Quinton. "Jo..." Quinton approached her and tried to