Chapter 152: The Truth Unvelled

Chapter 152: The Truth Unveiled

(Elena Blackwood’s POV)

William Parker walked to the bedside and was about to sit down when he suddenly froze. His entire body

went rigid as if struck by lightning.

After a long moment, he slowly sat on the edge of the bed with his back to me, remaining completely silent.

The silence stretched between us like a heavy curtain.

I approached him directly, my heart pounding with anticipation. “William, I need to ask you about the 322

child k********g case.”

His shoulders tensed visibly at my words.

“Did you see the two werewolf pups who escaped to your village?” I pressed on, my voice steady despite the

turmoil inside me.

I described what I remembered with painful clarity. “The girl was wearing a goose–yellow top with white

overalls.”

William remained silent for what felt like an eternity. Perhaps due to his daughter’s current situation, his

conscience was finally being tormented by guilt and unease.

He finally looked up at me, his eyes filled with anguish. “I should have guessed that girl was you.”

The admission hit me like a physical blow. My breath caught in my throat.

I took a deep breath, steadying myself for what I needed to know. “Were you the person I sought help from

before losing consciousness?”

William’s face crumpled with remorse. “Yes, it was me.”

He began apologizing with deep, overwhelming guilt. “I’m so sorry. Our family was in such dire financial

straits back then.”

His voice broke as he continued. “The temptation of that money was too great for us to resist.”

William wiped away tears with his scarred hands. “I agreed to let Sandy impersonate Marcus Blackwood’s

savior.”

“I thought once we got the money, we could escape poverty,” he confessed. “Buy a big house in the city and

live a peaceful life.”

sobs. “I never

dam bursting. I recalled the

help with my last remaining strength. I had given them my name

ore

I woke up in the hospital, Patricia Blackthorne and David Blackthorne were by my bedside. I had mentioned my missing moonstone bracelet to

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had dismissed it quickly. “You’re lucky to be alive. Don’t worry

forgotten

among all the werewolf pups who had suffered together, only Marcus Blackwood had survived along with me. The memories came

had carried me when I sprained my ankle during our desperate escape.

but never

behind, he refused firmly. “You saved me first.

bushes. He protected me with his own body, getting scratched and bloodied by the sharp

that desolate forest for two days and nights. We survived by drinking morning dew and eating whatever

he developed a high fever from his injuries, I carried him despite my own injured

my ear during that journey. “When you grow up, come find me at the Blackwood family. I

I had indeed gone to the Blackwood family to find him. But Marcus Blackwood no

or our

on me. The family I had desperately tried

to for six years, based on his childhood promise to “protect me for life,” had disappointed me completely. My entire life

my eyes reddening with unshed tears.

hadn’t

guilt consuming him. But I turned

felt like I would lose complete control if I stayed

end of the corridor, my vision blurred

him through my

room where the man was burying his face in his hands in equal

Medical Center Stairwell, crying softly. When

wiped away my tears

nothing had happened/forcing my expression into

a greeting with a hoarse voice.

despite my denial.

T

haven’t been crying,” I

concern, “What happened

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voice shaking slightly. “If someone’s biological parents had mistaken another child for their own,

would tell

words alone, I’d suggest DNA evidence,” he

you referring to

eyes studied my face intently. “Perhaps

Whitmore family,” he continued thoughtfully. “Or even

admitted quietly, “I’m not sure

“The old Elena

she would have taken action,” he

up at him curiously. “What was I like

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