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Chapter 135: Confessions and Confrontations

Chapter 135: Confessions and Confrontations

(Marcus Blackwood’s POV)

I stopped at the doorway, my hand frozen on the handle. Sophia’s desperate voice echoed behind me.

“Don’t you want to know who saved you when you were kidn*pped years ago!”

I turned slowly, my golden eyes meeting her tear–streaked face. “What did you say?”

Sophia struggled against her restraints, her voice cracking with desperation. “I lied to you, Marcus. I wasn’t

the one who saved you.”

The words hit me like a physical blow. Ten years of believing her story, ten years of feeling indebted to her.

“I can tell you who really saved you,” she continued, her voice growing stronger. “But I have one condition.”

I stepped closer, my jaw clenched. “You’re in no position to make demands.”

“If you accept my terms, I’ll never appear before you and Elena again,” she whispered. “I’ll disappear

completely from your lives.”

I stared at her broken form on the operating table. The woman I’d protected for years had been living a lie.

“Tell me,” I said coldly.

(Elena Blackwood’s POV)

One week later, I sat in the examination chair as the pack nurse carefully removed the stitches from my right

hand. The silver wound had healed, but my grip remained weak.

Jane handed me a pair of chopsticks. “Try holding these.”

I attempted to grasp them, but they slipped from my fingers immediately. The simple task felt impossible.

“Elena, will you ever be able to hold a scalpel again?” Jane’s voice was filled with worry.

I forced a smile, trying to comfort her despite being the patient. “I’m still young. I’ll recover.”

Jane’s expression darkened with anger. “Whoever hurt you should die for this.”

I examined the scar on my right hand with calm detachment. The crimson birthmark on Sophia’s wrist

flashed through my memory.

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I heard footsteps in the corridor. The door opened to reveal Evelyn Ashworth

entourage bearing expensive gifts,

was my first time meeting Hugo’s mother in person. Like Dorothea

brow furrowed slightly. “You look

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approached my bedside with practiced grace.

gaze directly. “Lady Ashworth’s misunderstanding was having someone

She

said carefully. “I realize now that I was manipulated

more earnest. “I only intended to detain you temporarily.

cause

remained silent, studying her face for signs

these gifts as compensation,” Evelyn insisted, gesturing to

need expensive gifts,” I

brooking no argument. “It’s the

back–and–forth, I reluctantly accepted

warm and caring.

pain manageable?” she inquired with genuine

well, thank

(God’s POV)

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to enter.

stood in the corridor. He watched through

appeared behind him silently. “Won’t

around. “She

when Evelyn exited the room. She

waiting.

said, confusion evident

“I came to check on

Evelyn. Her eyebrows rose slightly at

POV) After Evelyn and Hugo departed, Marcus

adjusted my blanket with careful

about your injury,” he said calmly. “She’s very worried

I nodded without speaking.

permanently disabled,” he continued with complete

appear before you again.”

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his voice struck me. I’d witnessed his cruelty toward me over the past six years, but seeing his decisive rejection of Sophia revealed

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