Chapter 218

Chapter 218

Could there be a hidden truth behind my parents' untimely death? Where do I even begin to untangle this mystery?

Does Claude have a piece of the puzzle? And what role does Richard play in all this?

I pondered over these questions all night. As I drifted into a fitful sleep, I felt someone tuck in my blanket and gently brush the hair from my forehead.

I knew it was Max, but I kept my eyes closed, pretending to be asleep. His scheming nature terrified me; being alone and vulnerable, I feared being betrayed without even realizing it.

By dawn, I woke up to find Max gone again. This time, I didn't inquire about his whereabouts from Helen. Instead, I declared, "After breakfast, I'm meeting Tracey. As a survivor of an attempted murder, I need to ask her why she wanted us dead."

over the past few days had lulled me into a false sense of security, making me forget how important it was to seek

negatively affect your emotions as an expectant mother. Just look at how Lydia's death

at

took care of you all night. The doctor wanted to give you fever medication,

supposed to believe I didn't

at me with innocent

approached the house. Helen informed me, "I suggested to Mr. Hilton that we have a clergyman perform a blessing. He was hesitant at first, but I thought

water and perform their rituals

been reborn felt

shouldn't meet Tracey today,"

But I was determined.

You had a high fever last night, deliriously calling out for Claude to save you from the fire. It was terrifying, even for Mr.

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