So when she saw Hugo Quinn’s call, there was no ripple in her heart, she just watched the incoming call interface flicker, and finally turn into a dark gray.
Let her calm down, her mind is too chaotic.
Hugo Quinn couldn’t get through to Eleanor Hollis’s cell phone, and a sense of anxiety arose in his heart.
"Hugo, are we going to die??"
At first, Claire Shaw thought that it was just a typhoon, hiding would pass, but now seeing the people around her frantically calling family members, she instantly understood that this typhoon could pose a threat to their lives.
"I don’t want to die..."
Claire Shaw moved a little closer to him, although her voice was pitiful, her heart was calm.
Actually, dying together with this person isn’t so bad, at least then he’d only be with her.
On the road to the afterlife, she’d be the only one, maybe in the next life they could be husband and wife.
Thinking of this, a trace of sweetness rose in her heart, she increasingly anticipated this typhoon.
Hugo Quinn was now entirely focused on Eleanor Hollis, not noticing her actions at all.
Seeing Eleanor Hollis not answering the phone, he quickly called Marcus.
Marcus’s voice was soft and sweet, just hearing it brought a sense of reluctance.
Hugo Quinn sighed, not wanting to scare him with words, he could only speak mildly.
"Are you still at school?"
"Yes, this period is PE class. Dad, I heard from the chubby kid in class that the aquarium is fun. How about you and mommy take me there this weekend?"
Marcus used to have autism and didn’t want to interact with anything. Until now, he’s only been to amusement parks, other entertainment venues haven’t been explored.
Hearing him say this, a wave of tenderness flashed in Hugo Quinn’s heart, his lips curled up.
"If I can’t go with you, let your mommy go with you, have her take care of you."
Marcus didn’t catch the other meaning in his words, he just knew it was a promise, so he jumped up happily.
"Dad, where are you? It’s noisy around you."
"I’m out handling something, if you run into your mom later, tell her I care about her, okay?"
Marcus scratched his head, instinctually not wanting to relay the message, feeling it’s unlucky.
"Why don’t you tell her yourself, it’s more sincere if you say it."
"Marcus, I called your mom, she didn’t answer, maybe she’s busy."
The more Hugo Quinn spoke, the lower his voice got, because the surroundings started to rumble, everyone began to scream hoarsely, the typhoon was getting closer.
"Dad, I don’t want anything to happen to you, people around you are yelling, and it’s a panic-stricken yell. You must be in trouble, Dad, you need to come back safely, mom and I are waiting for you."
Hugo Quinn’s eyes reddened, he slowly curled his lips.
"Nothing will happen, I’m hanging up first."
"Oh my God! The typhoon is coming! I’m going to die here!"
"Bless! Jesus bless!"
The people around began to pray, the roaring noise in the ears grew louder.
After hanging up, Hugo Quinn quietly leaned against the wall.
The island is only so big, this was already the safest place, if you go out, you’d be hit by something falling from the sky, you can only hope this building withstands the eighth level typhoon.
Usually, typhoons at sea are accompanied by massive tsunamis, Hugo Quinn found a steel rod embedded into the ground, taking advantage of the time before the typhoon hit, he paced within the building and finally found a few thick ropes.
Soon, dozens of meters high waves would hit, if caught in it, one would become shark food.
"Tie these ropes around your waists, don’t get swept away by the water."
He told several members of the Ford Family, also handing one to Claire Shaw.
A trace of joy flashed in Claire Shaw’s eyes, was he caring for her? He finally began to take her seriously.
The group obediently tied the ropes around their waists, with the other ends secured to the steel rod, which was connected to the building’s foundation, unless the typhoon blew the whole building away, the rod would stay put.
Others observed Hugo Quinn’s method, and quickly found ropes to mimic his actions.
"The typhoon can cause a tsunami, when the waves come, remember to hold your breath or you’ll drown."
He instructed, using Chinese, someone in the crowd understood and hurriedly translated his words for everyone to hear.
Everyone began to nod slowly, their once panicked hearts miraculously calmed down.
The rumbling sound closed in, through the sea level, everyone saw a dark mass rapidly moving toward them.
"Tie tight, hold your breath, that’s the wave!"
Hugo Quinn shouted, then calmly sat in a corner, this was the safety triangle, even if the building collapses later, it would form a small space enough for survival.
A chaotic scene ensued, the loud noise impacted the building, soon, the wave crashed over, all windows shattered, many were injured by glass.
The massive wave, seemingly weighing a thousand pounds, instantly enveloped the entire building, the structure could withstand typhoon but not the wave’s assault, so as waves rolled in, the building collapsed from top to bottom.
Typhoon and tsunami raged for over half an hour, before slowly retreating from the small island.
The situation on the island was soon known to the outside world, many countries sent rescue teams over.
No one had crawled out from the wreckage on the island for the moment, casualty details were unavailable. Fınd the newest release on 𝕟𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕝•𝖿𝗂𝗋𝖾•𝘯𝘦𝘵
Because previously many countries had sent experts to the island, upon hearing of the sudden typhoon, they hurriedly contacted rescue teams.
The news was already on television, it was discussed everywhere, the island being besieged by typhoon and tsunami, the debate was fierce on social media, it was said those buried on the island were elite talents cultivated by nations, now all rescue teams had rushed over, helicopters were broadcasting the island situation live.
The sight of the ruins was heart-wrenching.
Eleanor Hollis’s heart tightened hard, but she quickly turned off the news.
She checked the time, realizing Marcus would soon be out of school, hurriedly instructed the kitchen to prepare dinner.
After Marcus returned, recalling Hugo Quinn’s instructions, he quickly went to Eleanor Hollis.
"Mommy, Daddy wants me to tell you he cares about you, he said he called your phone but you didn’t answer, so he called me."
Eleanor Hollis froze, wondering why Hugo suddenly told the child this, it seemed like bidding farewell.
She felt a bit uneasy but still gently touched Marcus’s head.
"Got it, put your bag down, I’ve sliced some fruit for you, go wash your hands."
Marcus’s face wrinkled, he didn’t move.
"Mommy, I’m a bit worried about Daddy."