Marriage Beyond Redemption

Chapter 111 What Should I Do?
Besides her, he also bought a new set of clothes for Chris.
The children were all very happy, shouting in their mouths, “Holiday is around the corner.”
Peyton didn’t expect that she spent this festival on a special island with a group of strangers.
She still had Chris in her arms.
After finishing the New Year’s Eve dinner, as soon as it got dark, the children gathered together to set off fireworks. Even Chris
had two fireworks stuffed in his hands.
Peyton took many photos of Chris these days. Her phone had run out of battery long ago.
Fortunately, Phillip bought a charger and brought it back. It was connected to a solar panel and quickly charged Peyton’s phone.
The moment Peyton pressed the shutter, he smiled.
At that moment, Peyton forgot about the pain Nolan had imprisoned her with. She just wanted to relax and let go of all the pain.
“Peyton, come over and set off firecrackers with us.”
“Okay.”
Firecrackers shot up into the sky and burst open. Under the dazzling fireworks were the happy faces of children.
Unlike their joyful days, it was different at the Dalton’s mansion.
“Bang!”
Nolan smashed the ashtray in front of him onto the ground. His carefully laid trap yielded no information at all!
Firstly, the identities of those individuals could not be found. Secondly, there were no traces of their whereabouts.
Nolan thought the other party would make the request soon. Little did he know that it would take five days.
It has been five whole days. There has been no follow–up.

Nolan couldn’t understand why the other party took the risk of kidnapping his child but didn’t come to him for a greater benefit.
Not only the child went missing. Peyton who followed also had an uncertain fate.
Nolan’s eyes were bloodshot. He had only slept for a few hours in the past few days.
Nolan had to find several people with no clue at all. It was as difficult as reaching the sky.
If the other party was Nolan’s enemy, even if Chris encountered an accident, Nolan would still be informed of the news of his
death.
If they were kidnappers, how come they didn’t come to demand ransom for a whole week?
As the holiday approached, he walked alone step by step to the terrace, letting the heavy snow cover him completely.
“Mr. Dalton, take a good rest,” Lucian said as he draped a coat over him.
Nolan watched the swirling white snow under the street lamp. His thin face carried a sense of desolation. His voice was hoarse.
“Lucian, what should I do if they die?”
What should I do?
Any comforting words at this moment felt like daggers, repeatedly stabbing at his wound,
Lucian could only repeat, “Mrs. Dalton and Chris are lucky. They won’t have any problems.”
Nolan lit a cigarette. In the wind and snow, the smoke swirled. His voice was low. “I thought I would be happy if she died. But
when she jumped out of the window, I realized I was wrong. I was actually more afraid of her leaving than anyone else.”
Lucian did not respond. Nolan replied, “She asked me if I would be happy if she died. I didn’t have a chance to tell her. I don’t
want her to die! I want her to live well!”
At this time, Nolan had already become somewhat mentally unstable. He tightly grasped Lucian’s hand and said, “I haven’t told
her the truth about the child yet. Lucian, do you think she sensed it, which is why she always goes to save Chris regardless of
everything?”
“Mr. Dalton, you were too tired. You needed a good night’s sleep.”

Lucian was helpless. “I know you are very worried about the whereabouts of Chris and Mrs. Dalton, but if you collapse, who will
save them when the criminals appear?”