A Journey from Bitterness to Truth

Chapter 86

Fanning herself with her hand, Matilda felt the heat not only failing to dissipate but intensifying and surging towards her in waves.

The early autumn evening should have been cool, yet Matilda’s face was flushed, her stance growing unsteady as she leaned against the wall, taking deep breaths.

continuously.

It dawned on her that there must have been something wrong with the dinner she had just eaten.

But what could it possibly be?

Why was she the only one affected when everyone else seemed fine? The thought struck her like lightning – the orange juice!

It had to be Troy. He must have tampered with her drink because, unlike the other. dishes that could have been sampled by anyone, the orange juice was solely hers, and Troy had been particularly attentive in refilling her glass throughout the evening. So, he could have easily slipped something into it while pouring her another glass! By the time Matilda realized this, it was too late. The drug’s effect exploded within her, sending her head spinning, her vision whirling into chaos.

So hot…unbearably hot.

of the underground parking lot until a man’s voice, deep

It was Mason.

gasped for air, struggling to

he scooped Matilda into hist arms and settled her into the backseat of his car. Amid the turmoil, Matilda heard

a private doctor. As she leaned against the leather backseat, its touch brought a strange comfort to her scorched skin,

slightly on the steering wheel, “Stay calm.

will be there in half an hours just hang

eves burned, her body radiating an intense heat. Her mind caLKÉ with thoughts as she asked shakily, “Was it…

likely quess.” Mason replied as he maneuvered the car around a crosstonta “Seems like

to wait; Matilda’s energency was

way to his villa, and as he carried Matilda out of the car, her ams instinctively wrapped around his neck in a gesture that seemed almost like an

trembled in