The Returned Heiress Who Never Fit In

Chapter 761 She Said She’s Too Tired

“Derrick, you okay?”

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“I’m fine. Just soft. I need to lie down for a bit.” Marie waved him off and went straight into the bedroom.

Her face was noticeably pale–probably because she had just thrown up.

Sebastian glanced at Derrick. “What’s wrong with Marie?”

If there was one safe ground for Sebastian in all the mess between Derrick and Marie, it was how he addressed her.

“She’s fine,” Derrick said flatly. “Probably just stressed from chasing leads; the pressure’s too much.”

Derrick thought. But seriously—what was Abraham thinking? Marie and I were breaking our backs for him, and meanwhile he was scheming against Marie and Victor? Against Ashen Pact? For what? If he just gave the order, would they really refuse to cooperate? Was hiding all this about Tessa really worth it? And for what–some kind of performance? Playing at theatrics? Ashen Pact wasn’t a stage. That place was a dump. You wanted to raid it, you just did. No drama required. So what if Marie’s reaction wasn’t perfectly genuine? This was Abraham of Falvaria. Since when had he ever needed a reason? Whatever he wanted done, it got done. Simple as that. But to drive his own sister this far?

Derrick suddenly shot to his feet, startling Sebastian, who had been about to say something.

“What are you doing?”

“Mind your own business. Stop asking questions.”

Sebastian blinked.

Derrick was in no mood, his temper balanced on a razor’s edge; anyone who got too close was bound to get stabbed.

Sebastian could only stare blankly at his back, completely lost on what he had said wrong this time.

Inside the room, Marie lay limp, her whole body drained after throwing up.

When Derrick came in, she mumbled weakly, “I don’t have the energy to deal with you right

now.”

didn’t want to talk, didn’t want to argue–didn’t want to say anything

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down at the pale, fragile woman curled on the sheets, he frowned. “Stress

“Hm?” Marie blinked.

Well, if it was about stress, then yes–ever since

Abraham over it, and that would cause Abraham

her like this, she turned

made

of the bed and

need to

You’re not the one

my brother.”

have followed Abraham loyally all these years, but Marie knew better than anyone

with your brother,”

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“…What?”

The air went still.

limp just moments ago, bolted

Derrick in disbelief. “What did you just say? I didn’t

brother. What are you panicking

Wait, what? With my

impossible. If she were with him, there’s no way

know,”

Silence fell again.

stared at him wide–eyed,

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