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.

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

It was Mason.

as she gasped

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

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

trembled slightly on the steering wheel, “Stay calm. I’m

now. The doctor will be there in half an hours

heat. Her mind caLKÉ with thoughts as

like

now, confrenting Troy would have to wait; Matilda’s energency was

to his villa, and as he carried Matilda out of the car,

body trembled in his