Night of Destiny Novel by Vanessa K

Chapter 413 Loss of Sense of Taste

However, Elliot had already slid into his car and closed the door. Hayley hurtled toward him, but just as she was about to reach the door, he backed out of the driveway smoothly and sped off into the night, leaving her shivering in the cold breeze.

The fur coat on her kept her warm, but there was no thawing of the icicles that pierced her heart following his harsh rejection.

The courage she had summoned just to go through with the plastic surgery was all for naught; Elliot wasn’t impressed by her new face at all, nor did he glance at it for even longer than a few seconds.

She couldn’t understand why this was happening. He likes the way Anastasia looks, doesn’t he? I’ve had all this work done just to look like her, so why am I still not good enough?

Gritting her teeth, she fished out her phone with a malicious gleam in her eyes and selected the picture she had taken earlier before sending it to Anastasia.

With her chest rising and falling rapidly, she screamed into the night, “If I can’t have you, Elliot, then neither can Anastasia!” She stormed back into the house and plopped down on the couch, grabbing the bottle of wine she had been drinking before Elliot’s arrival, and threw her head back as she gulped down the contents. However, at that moment, her eyes widened when she realized that the wine had lost its familiar tangy fragrance, and it seemed like it had been diluted with water.

Hayley stared at the wine in astonishment. Have I left it exposed to the air for too long? She filled half a glass with the wine and drank it, only to find that it was as tasteless as tap water.

flew to her throat as her mind scrambled for an answer. What’s happening? Why can’t I taste the

didn’t bother washing them as she shoved them into her mouth. The sweetness of the cherries, which she was sure she had

as she ran into the kitchen. She had never cooked here, but the servants had stocked up the salt and sugar. Having found a bag of salt, she tore it open and shoveled a

a frantic shriek. Then, she crouched down on the floor and clutched her throat. She couldn’t

the house and into the

the better part of the last few hours without her phone. Now

it would take a while for her to find the phone she had so casually set aside

ventured down into the living room that she found her phone on the table next to

The text was sent from an unfamiliar number, and the picture that came with it was one

wearing the same clothes he had when he left the house earlier. When he said he was heading out, did he really

they shared, she was a little stunned to

importantly, it had been a major procedure. It was only normal that Anastasia could not recognize her underneath

my number anyway? She even

frustration and anger welled up in her. Just then, she heard the sound

the door, and sure enough, it wasn’t long before

she stared at