Chapter 384:

As she comforted her, Joyce continued, “I initially kept your identity from him to protect you, fearing he might seek retribution. Later, I hoped to gauge his true feelings. If he proved unworthy, he didn’t deserve to know you… It turns out, I was right.”

Belinda, tears blending with the rain, looked up at Joyce. “But he knows your name…”

“That’s irrelevant,” Joyce answered, smiling gently. “My stepfather holds significant influence. Kristopher wouldn’t dare cross him.”

Belinda bit her lip, tears flowing more freely as she held Joyce close.

The scene shifted once more, showing Madisyn, her cheeks streaked with tears. “Belinda, Joyce had an accident… She fell from a building and is now in a vegetative state. Let’s visit her one last time, shall we?”

Belinda’s eyes widened in horror. “Joyce—!”

exclamation, she sat bolt upright in bed, soaked in sweat.

swiftly. “Was it a nightmare? Who is Joyce?” Belinda

her frayed nerves, realizing it had all been a dream. She took a deep breath, instinctively wiping away the sweat from her brow, and glanced around, her voice tentative as she sought to understand her surroundings. “Where

Before he could respond further, a voice echoed from the doorway. It was calm and measured, the tone of a middle-aged

pause, Belinda instinctively turned toward the sound. Marlene stood in the doorway, clad in comfortable loungewear, casually leaning against the frame with a teacup

Belinda was momentarily stunned.

Two days?


𝗢𝗿𝗶𝗴𝗶𝗻𝗮𝗹 𝘁𝗲𝘅𝘁 ⧼gⱥ𝗅𝗇𝗈ν𝖊𝗅𝘀⧽𝖈𝗈𝗆

picked up the phone from the bedside table to check the time. Since

days

widened as she glanced from Fred to Marlene by

your illness… When I escorted you to the police car, I realized Madisyn’s

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