Zayne grabbed the young blonde by the shoulders , his voice low and urgent . " Where is she ? Where's Wendy now ? " The young woman was startled by his sudden move , and it took her a while to mutter , " She ... she left for Nord last week , for a research exchange program . " Nord ? The word sent a jolt through Zayne . He remembered mocking my application form previously . What had he said back then ? " Nord ? It's so cold there , the climate's terrible , you wouldn't like it . " I had just lowered my head and gone silent . Thinking back , my expectation at that moment must have seemed like a joke to him . And now , I had truly gone to that place he had once laughed at . Zayne felt an unbearable pain in his chest , as if all his strength had been drained away . He let go of the young woman's shoulders , stumbling back a few steps . She looked at him with concern . " Sir , are you alright ? " Zayne didn't answer . He just took a deep breath and left . By midnight , in his dark office at Ford Group Headquarters , Zayne sat alone at his desk as he typed on the keyboard . His gaze was cold and determined , nothing like the gentle man he used to be . He made phone call after phone call , his voice low and firm , " Find Wendy's exact location in Nord . She has just joined a research exchange ... Whatever it takes , you have to find her ! " Finally , he had arranged everything by three in the morning . " Prepare the private jet . I want to see the institute director . Now ! " The institute director arrived in the middle of the night , barely awake . Zayne slammed a check on the desk , his voice icy . " Tell me where Wendy Morgan is , and this money is yours . " The director hesitated , glancing between the check and Zayne , his eyes wary. " Mr. Ford , I'm not sure if this is appropriate ... " Before he could finish , Zayne slammed down a second check with an even larger amount . " Is that enough ? If not , there's more ! " He pointed to the thick stack of checks beside him , his tone frigid and resolute . The director fell silent , looking at the checks and then to Zayne . Finally , he took a deep breath and gave Zayne an address . " Thank you . " Zayne pocketed the checks and the address , then walked away . Three hours later , Zayne was in a private helicopter , staring out at the endless darkness . He hadn't slept in thirty - six hours , but he wasn't the least bit tired . His eyes were cold , filled with anger ... Anger at himself . He couldn't believe that he had done what he had done to Wendy . He couldn't bear to think what he would do if anything 1/3 Chopter & happened to her . Ten hours later , the helicopter landed in a remote Nordic town . +30 Bonus Zayne jumped out and headed straight for the local research center . He pushed the door open and walked in . With an urgent and low voice , he demanded , " Where's Wendy ? " A researcher looked up in surprise . " Dr. Morgan ? She's gone to the glacier for her field research . " " The glacier ? Which one ? " Zayne pressed , anxious . The researcher pointed outside . " It's the one north of town . " Without another word , Zayne rushed out . Just then , a man in a heavy parka walked in . It was Shaun. He looked at Zayne in surprise . " Who are you ? What are you doing here ? " " I'm here for Wendy . " Zayne's voice was hoarse , every word forced out between clenched teeth . Shaun frowned . " The glacier's not safe right now . It's too dangerous to go . " " I don't care if it kills me , I have to see her . " Zayne's tone was full of resolve . " This time , I'll fight for her . " Just as he finished , a commotion broke out in a nearby lab . A grad student shouted in panic , " Avalanche alert ! It's an avalanche alert ! Dr. Morgan and her team are still out there ! " Without any hesitation , Zayne jumped onto a snowmobile and sped off . The avalanche had left a scene of utter chaos , with snow piled everywhere . Zayne and the rescue team dug frantically through the heavy snow , his hands raw and blistered . His heart was full of terror and regret , and every hidden memory of me that he had buried deep now stabbed into him . He thought back to our time in Nord . The waves crashing on the shore , my laughter lost in the wind and waves . I used to write complicated equations on his palm , trying to explain my research . Now , all those memories only brought him more pain . That was because he finally understood that he had destroyed all those precious moments with his own hands . While I wept in a hospital bed , he had been looking after another woman . As dusk turned to night , Zayne's hands were bandaged thickly in exhaustion . Just as he was about to lose hope , a voice rang out in the distance . I was giving directions in fluent Nordic . I ... was alive ! Zayne's head shot up , and he saw my familiar figure . I was wearing a thick parka , my hair messy , but my eyes as determined as ever . He staggered toward me , like a man reaching for his lifeline . But after only a few steps , a tall bodyguard stopped him . 2/3 +30 Bonus " Who are you ? " the bodyguard asked coldly , on alert . " I'm her husband , Zayne Ford . " Zayne's voice was rough and anxious . The bodyguard glanced at me , then at him , and shook his head . " Dr. Morgan said she doesn't want to see you , no matter who you are . " " Tell her I know I made a mistake . Please , just give me a chance , " Zayne pleaded . But the bodyguard stayed expressionless as he said , " Dr. Morgan said she knows who you are , but it's still not allowed . " Support