Chapter 501

Rowena was quickly sent off to Africa, forced into sex work as a foreign aid "bride."

Word had it that once she arrived, she simply couldn't bear the humiliation. Her dignity was shattered, her spirit trampled into the dirt, day after day forced to endure several men. She tried desperately to escape, but every attempt ended with her being dragged back.

The last time they caught her, she didn't survive. They beat her to death.

Keeley-Rowena's mother-collapsed from the shock when she learned what had happened to her daughter.

All this, Nanette and Isadora only found out much later.

When Isadora heard the news, she barely reacted.

Whatever shred of sympathy she might have once had for Rowena had vanished the moment Rowena poisoned Pudding to death.

After some time recovering, Isadora was finally allowed to leave the hospital.

Victor appeared, seemingly out of nowhere, pushing a wheelchair.

He stood tall and relaxed behind it, hands resting casually on the handles, his expression perfectly at ease.

Isadora blinked at the sight.

this a little

and had a scare with her pregnancy, not because she couldn't walk at

in the

almost six months along. Her belly was noticeably round, and although her figure was

middle of the night— sometimes

would snap to attention beside her. Gone was his usual

always Isadora who reached for his hand to reassure him. "I'm

would he calm down, his expression

Isadora had come to understand-she was no longer living

to her

at the wheelchair with a hint of disdain. "I don't

his arm gently around her waist, his voice soft and careful. "The doctor said you shouldn't

under her knees, and effortlessly lifted her up. "How about I carry you out

flushed. "That's

amusement. "And why is it weird for a man to

she gave in and let

room, head tucked against Victor's

hallway, Nanette

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