Chapter 338

Wyatt watched Celine's slender figure disappear as she walked away, his face darkening. … Night had fallen. Benjamin lay unconscious, while Celine didn't dare close her eyes. She had to stay alert. Her claim of being married hadn't deterred Wyatt; his wicked intentions were clearer than ever. Celine couldn't sleep. She feared that both she and Benjamin were in danger. Sitting alone at the doorway, Celine stared out into the night of the mountain village. The silence was vast and almost ethereal. The snow-covered village exuded a biting loneliness, as though it marked the end of the world. Celine felt the cold crawling over her, seeping into her bones. A wave of discomfort spread through her body, and she realized she might be coming down with a fever. She had spent too long in the cold sea, and even the strongest body couldn't withstand it. She pinched her palm hard to stay awake, knowing that danger could strike at any moment. Her thoughts drifted to Adam. What was he doing?