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Madeline Crawford and Jeremy Whitman novel Chapter 1372

Chapter 1372

F Country retained the death penalty.

The death penalty was also exactly what he wanted.

Beep beep!

Suddenly, a harsh horn sounded from in front of him.

Felipe did not notice it while standing on the side of the road. As the car got closer and closer, a warm little palm held his hand tightly all of a sudden.

Only then did Felipe feel something and abruptly jolt back to his senses.

He lowered his gaze to see a pair of clear and round eyes. Before he could take a closer look at the child, Felipe noticed that a car was quickly approaching them. As such, he picked up the child and retreated safely to the sidewalk.

Felipe put the child down only to realize that it was a little boy who was about one or two years old. He was still very young and tender.

The little guy blinked his big eyes and looked at him, then he opened his mouth to say incoherently, “Danger. Mommy said cars are danger.”

Felipe understood what this child was saying. He was trying to tell him that cars were dangerous.

Felipe’s mind started to wander when he looked at the toddler’s fair and adorable face.

“Thank you, buddy.” Felipe thanked the little boy. When he was about to say something to the child, a woman’s voice called out to him from not far away.

“Juan.”

Felipe lifted his gaze to look over. Then, he saw a young woman wandering into his vision with a bouquet of yellow roses.

The woman squatted and had her back toward him. She was tidying the clothes of a little girl who looked to be about one or two years old.

“Mommy is calling for me. I have to go,” the little boy said childishly and turned around on his chubby legs. Then, he ran toward the young woman who was holding a bouquet of yellow flowers while holding the hand of a little girl.

Felipe looked at her figure and stared at her involuntarily for some time. While he was staring, he felt that this figure looked very familiar.

“Cathy?”

‘Cathy. Is Cathy really not dead?’

Jeremy had this question in his heart. However, when he saw Felipe’s desolate eyes, he meditated in perfect silence for a few seconds.

“Perhaps Cathy isn’t dead yet. Perhaps you and Eveline did not see wrongly.”

Felipe lifted his gaze immediately after he heard that. “Jeremy, what did you say?”

“In the morning when I came back from Interpol’s branch with Eveline, she also said she saw a woman who looks like Cathy. I got out of the car to look around with her but we didn’t find anything. Linnie also felt that maybe she was seeing things. However, now that you saw her as well, I don’t think it’s a coincidence.”

Jeremy’s expression became more and more solemn.

“Is it possible that Cathy is still alive? Do you still remember the doctor who operated on Cathy back then? Do you think that the doctor might be suspicious?”

Felipe immediately recalled the doctor back then. “Impossible. He’s my private doctor. He wouldn’t lie to me.”

He denied it, but then he quickly remembered something else. “That’s right, he’s my private doctor who has been working with me for many years. However…”

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