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.

the void of the underground parking lot until a man’s voice, deep and laced with panic, reached her,

It was Mason.

Mason’s arm, collapsing into his embrace as she gasped for air, struggling to piece her words together,

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

heard Mason make a call, presumably to a private doctor. As she leaned against the leather backseat, its touch brought

the steering wheel,

doctor will be there in half an hours just hang on?

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

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

Troy would have to wait; Matilda’s energency was the

his villa, and as he carried Matilda out of the car, her ams instinctively wrapped around his

Her trail body trembled in