Chapter: 1162

Despite the pain in his legs, blistered feet, and scratches from the dense undergrowth in the woods, nothing could deter him from his mission to find Norah.

"Mr. Scott! Mr. Scott!"

One member of the rescue team approached him excitedly, holding something. "I found something."

In his hand was a piece of brown windbreaker fabric.

"I found this caught on a branch further up in the woods."

After a brief look, Sean turned away, his face etched with disappointment.

A veteran team member leaned in and whispered to the newcomer.

"You're new around here. Lately, many people have turned up with various items from the woods-torn clothes, shoes, and even jewelry. We've filled half a box with such things."

The new member followed his gaze and saw a box filled with women's belongings.

His initial thrill faded. He had thought his find was a stroke of luck that might bring him a hefty reward. He realized now that many others had attempted similar tactics to gain Sean's attention.

He muttered, "But I really did find it on a branch."

It was similar to the tale of "The Boy Who Cried Wolf." After being let down three times, Sean grew skeptical.

Since joining the search team, the members have presented him with supposed clues about women daily. Initially, he was excited, but he soon became calm.

Driven by the handsome reward Sean offered, every team member was eager to cash in.

He had trusted them and believed in their efforts, but they ended up disappointing him.

“Keep searching."

Sean and the rescue team continued their mission in the forest.

This forest had been partially developed, with areas turned into tourist spots, while the remaining wilderness remained rugged and undeveloped.

Only a few days with the rescue team transformed Sean from a refined man into a somber one, but he was unconcerned about his appearance.

His only focus was on finding Norah.

Before sleeping at night, he would spray Silver Galaxy perfume, pretending Norah was there with him. The scent helped him drift off to sleep.

“Honey, please come back to me. I miss you."

Curled up in his simple tent, Sean hugged himself tightly as the cold wind echoed his loneliness.

He often regretted his prolonged indifference to Norah.