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.

painfully; so much history lay between them, an

of love, pain, longing,

her tenderly, his chest

torment

so brutally

as they were

care, Alex took a blanket, softly

Determined not to disturb her sleep, he

clutter, his movements methodical and

Alex moved to the

simple yet nourishing meal.

sliced with practiced precision,

air with an aroma as

a warm embrace.

knew she must be hungry after such

a tempting fragrance pulling her slowly back

consciousness.

her eyes blearily, her heart quickening

bowl of steaming chicken soup and

back," she gasped softly, worry filling her beautiful eyes. Are you

anywhere?"

assured her gently,

is safe upstairs, resting. Thank you-for everything

eyes shyly. "I waited for

off. I didn't even hear you come

chose not to mention that he'd slipped

he smiled knowingly,

Sophia protested weakly, though her stomach betrayed

with a rumbling

chuckled warmly, eyes twinkling with

disagrees.

bowl of hearty

"Thank you, Alex."

One spoonful was enough.

sparkling with genuine surprise and

incredible!" she exclaimed, unable to

is exactly how

feigned innocent surprise, masking the careful diligence with which

meal months of

idea," he lied smoothly, a tender

savoring the soft joy

from her face.

trying to build a happy

Once upon a time-

of divorce darkened

emptied

the savory broth.

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

her appetite

get you another helping," Alex offered warmly, his

soothing.

voice delicate with gratitude.

she

gently

said, flashing Alex a

could put any master

lightly, shaking his head modestly. "Maybe it's

starving."

tilted her head, amusement

think? Perhaps." A fleeting happiness

makes for a

to that old

know, I enjoy cooking as well," Sophia continued,

gaze.

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

into a passionate

vivid detail how he carefully selected

and seasoned the chicken

surprise, eyes widening in genuine awe. "Oh, is

you do it? Fascinating!"

knew it, the room filled with laughter, their easy conversation

between their

Alex finally uncorked a bottle of wine, the atmosphere grew

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