"Do you mean someone wants to..." Hurt her?

Carson shook his head. "What I mean is that she needs to overcome her innermost fear! This is beyond my capability!"

"I understand. I will not let the same thing happen to her again!" No matter who it was, he would not spare their life!

"Her condition is not due to a health issue. She doesn't need to take medicine for this. Just give me a call if you need anything!"

After seeing Carson off, Trevor frowned, remembering something. At once, he went out and made a phone call.

Victoria woke up from a sleep feeling groggy. She felt like she had been asleep for a century.

It was dark outside by the time she woke up. She was confused and sat up to look at the clothes she was wearing.

Lounge wear?

"Have I been sleeping all this time?" She asked herself.

Bits and pieces of memories of what happened flashed through her mind and she was dumbstruck. "What happened? Was I dreaming?"

She shivered in fear. Instinctively, she rubbed her arms, and felt a stinging pain. She lifted her hand and pulled up her sleeve.

An injection hole?

Did Carson really come over again? What happened to her? Wasn't her fever gone?

"No..."

remembered herself falling backwards with a scream. Just as she was panicking, the lights in the room were turned on. "Vicky, you're

grabbed his wrist. "Hubby, I had a horrifying nightmare. I saw a bloody

so calm that it made Victoria puzzled. She unconsciously

gift box? No, no, someone must have been impersonating you! What I mean is, did we receive a box? It's this big, and in white. It was for me. There's a bowknot on it, and also pink tulips!" Victoria held Trevor's sleeve. She was incoherent and there was no way she could hide her

from her words, Trevor hugged her tightly and comforted her gently. "We really are connected telepathically. You slept for an entire afternoon, but you still found out that I prepared a gift for you? There goes my surprise." "What?" Victoria exclaimed

to go down and have a

little. "What would it be? Why isn't it brought upstairs? I have

asked, "What's wrong? Are

her head. At that moment, she was so bewildered that

time for you to get up and have dinner! You're still weak, so you need to eat more!

pulled her up from the bed. He also

memory. Her brows furrowed as she looked at it. After that, Trevor

reached the tea table, the white box on the table came into their sight, the complexion on her face that had just been restored turned pale instantly. She turned around and screamed while covering her face. "Take it away,

"Vicky, Vicky, what are you talking about?

dead rabbit. Throw

a bouquet of pink tulips on one side of the table. There were also what seemed to be disposable plates, which was different from her memory. Her gaze fell on them for a moment, before she

his arms around her, Trevor tried to give her warmth and support. "Vicky, what are

her head. She was unsure whether it was a dream or

Trevor decided to strike while the

greatest regret that I

I happened to be free today. Plus, my sweetheart fought against sickness well and has recovered, which is also worth celebrating. That's why I ordered a cake for you! You haven't even opened the

It was something he had prepared specially

"This is a cake?"

box? Why did such a scene appear in my mind? Have I started to hallucinate because I've been reading too many horror novels?" She thought to herself. "What

tried to push her forward, but she stopped before she reached the sofa. Instead of forcing her, he just let her stand there. He walked up to the box and opened it. He unwrapped the two layers of wrapping

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