Beyond the Divorce by Third Blossom

Chapter 1047 She's Definitely Not Crazy

Arnold dismissed him. "So what? A milk seller can act all arrogant now? You'd better tone it down, got that?"

"Don't be unreasonable, Arnold. Let's go." Nick said sternly as he cast a faint glance at Hazelyn. It was just a fleeting look, but it was enough to make Hazelyn guess what he meant. The cold aura emanating from him was intimidating.

In the end, Hazelyn didn't dare pick a fight.

Arnold remained silent and followed Nick, who walked confidently toward the exit.

Then, we each boarded two luxurious cars. Under their watchful eyes, we left with heads held high.

On the way back, I kept thinking about Beatrice's final gesture. Was she anxious for me to leave? But her vacant gaze and dull expression made me uncertain. Was she really sick? The way she looked at me sent shivers down my spine. It was not a gaze a normal person would give anyone.

Our group returned to the hotel we had stayed at last night, and I went back to my room.

Arnold immediately asked, "Did you see her, Chlo? Was the person in there your classmate?" "Yes, it's her. She's been locked up, and she's almost unrecognizable." I felt very distressed.

"Do you think she's really mentally ill?" Sean asked.

"I can't be sure... but something feels off," I replied.

Arnold pressed, "What's off about it?"

right... She understood my coded message. If she's not in her right mind, would she

like she was asleep. Her long hair covered her face, and I couldn't tell if it

coded message did you say? Why didn't

was something

back then. She would always start with "If you keep this up, I won't let you sleep on the lower bunk", to which I would respond, "So

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bunk then!

deal?"

the

explained the anecdote behind that sentence so that everyone

said that,

remained motionless even as she looked at me. She said nothing and showed no expression. She was just staring with those eyes that looked like deep

words, his expression

I shook my head and muttered, "How could this happen? Why did Beatrice

couldn't stop thinking

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forward,

lips first formed

then she pulled her lips into