Chapter 275

Alex recalled vividly that Owen's guards were all lying cold and lifeless in pools

of their own blood.

"Josephine," he said, his voice laced with a dark intensity, "when one chooses to

walk the shadowed path for too long, they inevitably become the very demons

they once feared. Even if he has a shred of decency left, when Judgment rains

down, he'll drown in it."

"What are you trying to say?" Josephine's voice quivered, eyes wide with

confusion.

"The police already got to them. And given that your so-called kind-hearted

bodyguard was standing right alongside Owen, he won't escape the storm that's

coming. The law won't be merciful.

Josephine's shoulders sank as she released a weary sigh.

"He was supposed to walk away sooner..."

Alex softened his tone, compassion mingling with his determination.

"Listen, since he tried to help you at the last moment, perhaps we should find his

family later and offer them some support. What do you think?"

A faint, grateful smile lit Josephine's face, her eyes shimmering with unshed tears.

"Thank you, Alex."

"You get some rest," Alex instructed gently, rising from his seat.

"There's still work left for me tonight."

Josephine reached out, her voice hesitant. "Alex, wait-do you know what

happened to Owen?"

"He's alive," Alex replied tersely, his eyes clouding over with uncertainty.

"But the punishment he'll face-I promise you, it won't be gentle.

Josephine nodded slowly, accepting his words, then hesitated once more. "And

what about his friend-Scarlett?"

At the mention of Scarlett's name, Alex's gaze flashed with a terrifying fury, before

quickly masking it with icy calmness.

"What about her?" he asked, his voice dangerously soft.

Josephine's face twisted in pain and humiliation as she confessed, "Owen didn't

plan to rape me at first, but that vile woman, Scarlett-she called him, urged him to

rape me. I want her punished too. Can you pass that information to the police?"

Alex's mouth curled into a menacing smile, eyes burning with cold promise.

"Consider it done. Now, sleep tight, Josephine."

Descending quietly into the clinic below, Alex halted in astonishment.

The entire room, once a chaotic mess, had been meticulously organized,

scrubbed spotless, gleaming softly in the pale lamplight.

Sophia lay sleeping, her graceful form hunched gently over the table, exhaustion

etched deeply into her lovely features.

Her brows knitted slightly, conveying silent worry even in her dreams.

felt his heart clench painfully; so much

of love, pain, longing,

tenderly, his chest tightening with

woman-his torment and

lives so brutally yet irresistibly,

as they

blanket, softly

the brief closeness. Determined not to

tidying the remaining clutter, his

everything was perfect, Alex moved to the kitchen, skillfully preparing

simple yet nourishing meal.

sliced with practiced precision, tender chicken simmered

with an aroma as

a warm embrace.

she must be hungry

a tempting fragrance pulling

consciousness.

her eyes blearily, her heart

bowl of steaming chicken soup and warm bread

gasped softly, worry filling

anywhere?"

alright," Alex assured her gently, his voice full

resting. Thank you-for

shyly. "I waited for you, but I

didn't even hear you come

chose not to mention that he'd

knowingly,

fine," Sophia protested weakly, though her stomach

a

chuckled warmly, eyes

stomach disagrees. Eat

the bowl of

"Thank you, Alex."

One spoonful was enough.

instantly, sparkling with genuine surprise and

she exclaimed, unable to suppress

exactly how I love

surprise, masking the careful diligence with

meal months of

idea," he lied smoothly, a

quietly savoring the soft joy

from her face.

man trying

Once upon a time-

the bitter shadow of divorce darkened

no time at all, Sophia had emptied

the savory broth.

hungry eyes drifted toward the steaming pot of chicken soup, the

her appetite

you another helping," Alex offered warmly, his voice gentle

soothing.

softly, her voice delicate with gratitude. Only after

she finally slow down,

gently against

tastes incredible," she said, flashing Alex a rare, radiant smile.

cooking could put any master

chuckled lightly, shaking his head modestly.

starving."

amusement flickering in

Perhaps." A fleeting happiness danced across

for a happy life-maybe, just maybe,

to that

know, I enjoy cooking as well," Sophia continued, curiosity sparkling in

gaze.

chicken so tender? And that aroma-what's your

grinned, visibly pleased, launching into a passionate explanation

vivid detail

the chicken to

widening in genuine awe. "Oh,

you do it? Fascinating!"

room filled with laughter, their easy

chasm between their

a bottle of wine, the atmosphere

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