Falling for a Lie: My Stepbrother's Hidden Revenge

Chapter 130

It was 9 p.m.

Edgar was awakened by two clear bird chirps. Enduring the excruciating pain in his back, he gritted his teeth and forced himself to stand up from the ground.

There were still important matters to attend to in the evening, and he needed to stay alert. Supporting himself with the railing, he returned to his room on the second floor and went directly into the bathroom. He turned the temperature of the shower to the hottest setting.

Because his shirt had been stained with blood on his back and he had neglected to change it for six hours while feeling dizzy, the blood from the wounds had stuck to the fabric of the shirt. If he forcibly changed his clothes, it would be like tearing off a layer of skin. Only hot water could quickly remove the shirt.

However, hot water pouring over the wounds on his back was akin to enduring a second round of torture, as if millions of series were pacing into his back. Edgar trembled in pain.

He clenched his teeth, and as the hot water washed over him, has berby was in intense pain, but his mind became increasingly clear

After rinsing for a few minutes, he changed into cheas diethen and turned off the lights. Taking advantage of the limited subdity from the hidden position of the bodyguards, he pretended to lie down on the bed and silently studied the Fatra bedding he had prepared in advance under the covers, making it appear a if he was sheepang

Then he quietly rullied no the fix of the bend from the other wahr. When his back accidentally touched the

ground, the puas caused his whole Svady to tormbär, and he felt dizay

After pausing for two monuers, he finally went out through the slightly open dot and walked to the other Toon on the side that was withas the band spot of the bodyguardy be of sight the followed the pipes next to the who do to the best foot

This position happened to be the back doer

Sensing slight movements, Tric came out and quietly expected through the iron gate, “Buss, six years ago, the Knight family had one massing heiress, but that gizi was found three years ago, and her photos can be

found online. It’s definitely not Miss Sybia. Besides that, there is no or whose tuuline matches Miss

Syria’s

Upon hearing this, Elgar’s originally pained eyes gradually unment.

Tric contard. “But I found out during my prison visit that is Sybase to the neighboring any at that time to personally being back a doctor to treat edita. After instigating with all my mubertina

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Chapter 130

Chapter 130

It was 9 p.m.

Edgar was awakened by two clear bird chirps. Enduring the excruciating pain in his back, he gritted his teeth and forced himself to stand up from the ground.

There were still important matters to attend to in the evening, and he needed to stay alert. Supporting himself with the railing, he returned to his room on the second floor and went directly into the bathroom. He turned the temperature of the shower to the hottest setting.

Because his shirt had been stained with blood on his back and he had neglected to change it for six hours while feeling dizzy, the blood from the wounds had stuck to the fabric of the shirt. If he forcibly changed his clothes, it would be like tearing off a layer of skin. Only hot water could quickly remove the shirt.

However, hot water pouring over the wounds on his back was akin to enduring a second round of torture, as if millions of needles were piercing into his back. Edgar trembled in pain.

He clenched his teeth, and as the hot water washed over him, his body was in intense pain, but his mind became increasingly clear.

After rinsing for a few minutes, he changed into clean clothes and turned off the lights. Taking advantage of the limited visibility from the hidden position of the bodyguards, he pretended to lie down on the bed and silently stuffed the extra bedding he had prepared in advance under the covers, making it appear as if he was sleeping.

quietly rolled to the foot of the bed from the other side. When his back accidentally touched the ground, the pain caused

minutes, he finally went out through the slightly open door and walked to the other room on the side that was within the blind spot of the bodyguards‘ line of sight. He followed the pipes next to the window down to the

position happened to be the back door.

quietly reported through the iron gate, “Boss, six years ago, the Knight family had one missing heiress, but that girl was found three years ago, and her photos can be found online. It’s definitely not Miss Sylvia. Besides that, there is

hearing this, Edgar’s originally pained eyes gradually

found out during my prison visit that Miss Sylvia flew to the neighboring city at that time to personally bring back a doctor to treat Hedda. After investigating with all my

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the doctor she was looking for was… Dr. Chad

Chad Smith?!

on

the medical field, and his status was evident. However, rumors said that he was aloof, arrogant, and taciturn, and he was a medical fanatic who

women around him.

Sylvia manage

of the Smith family, the only sons

Sylvia! They even

Walker family seemed to be distantly related to the Smith family, riding on their coattails, daring to flaunt their

relationship with the Smith family was not

also be connected to the Smith family?

more severe. “Investigate the Smith family! Whether it’s the branches of the Smith family or the distant

timeline!”

moment. “Boss, do you remember that six years ago, it seemed like the youngest daughter of the Smith

finish his sentence, car lights

returning! Why did she suddenly come back

thoroughly investigate everything!” Eric looked at him with

slipped away so

the living room. However, Sylvia had already gotten out of the car ahead of him, and there were lights in the

pipe on the wall that he had come down from earlie the only way. Ignoring the pain in

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her bodyguard, Bernard, as she walked, “Has he

but we refused, and he hasn’t asked again. He’s already in bed sleeping at the

time, it was only half past nine.

believe he’s

and Eighteen following behind her. The door to

was not closed, which puzzled Sylvia, but she

the lights in the corridor, saw Edgar lying on

they saw that she didn’t notice anything. However, just as Sylvia took two

a halt.

like she saw

darker…

wet? Was

Something was amiss!

time decisively turning on the lights and getting a clear

his back to the bed. She walked to the

wet, curling her lips