Unconscious Husband: Meet Her Love In Silence
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Judy, sensing her torment, stayed close, holding her hand.

But as the hours trudged on with no update, Ariana’s patience was gone. Jumping to her feet, she

declared, “I’m going out there.”

Remy, sharing her anxiety, chimed in, “Count me in.”

Night had fallen, casting eerie shadows across the farm. Nighttime strolls weren’t recommended, but

they snatched up a flashlight and pressed on.

And while Remy looked every bit the tough guy, the inky darkness left him a bit on edge. As they made

their way, Ariana couldn’t help but notice him skittish, practically morphing into a jittery mess.

Ariana rolled her eyes. It mow made sense why her power had been messed with the day before. It

seemed darkness was Remy’s true Achilles’ heel.

With a stony face, Ariana forged ahead, her thoughts spinning, piecing together possible leads on

Melon’s whereabouts.

Navigating the farm was a cakewalk, and getting lost wasn’t in the cards. The crew had even mapped

out a trail to the village.

Whoever pulled this stunt and whisked Melon and Remy’s kid away under their noses probably knew

the farm like the back of their hand.

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Rodney’s connections opened doors for Ariana. She dove into the farm’s dusty records and found that

of the thirty households around, only ten had year-round residents.

The rest were mostly vacation homes for young lovebirds.

Ariana and Remy decided to knock on the doors of those ten, crossing them off their list one by one.

Their journey led them to the last house, which looked like it had seen better days. There, they met an

old man.

The old man froze when he spotted them. His eyes widened, and his feet were ready to bolt. Without

missing a beat, Ariana stopped him, blocking his way. “Have you seen these kids?” she demanded.

“K-kids? Who looks for kids this late?” the old man stuttered, eyes darting towards his house behind

him.

Catching the old man’s nervous glance, Ariana nodded at Remy to stand guard. She took a deep

breath and went into the house.

Inside, she found Melon and the other kid tied up, with tape muffling their cries.

The sight of Ariana was like a lifeline for Melon. Tears welled up in his eyes, and his muffled cries grew

louder. “Remy!” Ariana called out, voice filled with urgency. “They’re here!”

In no time, Remy was by her side, a big smile breaking through his worry.

As he began to free his son, a loud slam echoed. The door was suddenly shut tight.