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.

his heart clench painfully; so much history lay between them, an

of love, pain, longing,

her tenderly, his chest

torment

had entwined their lives so brutally yet irresistibly, filled

as they

took a blanket, softly draping it over her

brief closeness. Determined not to disturb her

the remaining clutter, his movements

was perfect, Alex moved

simple yet nourishing meal.

sliced with practiced precision, tender chicken

with an aroma as comforting

a warm embrace.

must be hungry after such an exhausting

gently, a tempting fragrance pulling her slowly

consciousness.

blearily, her heart quickening as she saw Alex placing

chicken soup and

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

anywhere?"

alright," Alex assured her gently, his voice full of

is safe upstairs, resting. Thank you-for everything

"I waited for

didn't even hear

to mention that

knowingly,

Sophia protested weakly, though her stomach

with a

warmly, eyes twinkling with soft

your stomach disagrees. Eat

eyes tracing the bowl of

"Thank you, Alex."

One spoonful was enough.

widened instantly, sparkling with

is incredible!" she exclaimed, unable to

know this is exactly how

the careful diligence with

favorite meal months

had no idea," he lied

the soft

from her face.

a man trying

Once upon a time-

shadow of

all, Sophia had emptied her

the savory broth.

the steaming pot

her appetite once

helping," Alex offered warmly, his voice gentle

soothing.

voice delicate with

did she finally slow down,

spoon gently against her

she said, flashing Alex a rare, radiant smile.

any master chef to

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

starving."

amusement

you think? Perhaps." A fleeting happiness

stomach makes for a happy life-maybe, just maybe, there

to that

enjoy cooking as well," Sophia continued, curiosity sparkling

gaze.

chicken so tender?

visibly pleased, launching into a passionate explanation of

describing in vivid detail how

seasoned the

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

you do it? Fascinating!"

room filled with laughter, their easy conversation

chasm between

finally uncorked a bottle of wine, the atmosphere grew

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