The unwanted wife’s unexpected comeback

Chapter 347:

Since Caden had been gone for so long, Shelia had grown increasingly impatient—and now, she was hell-bent on venting her anger on Alicia.

Without hesitation, Shelia pulled a knife from her coat and slowly approached Alicia’s sleeping figure, her movements deliberate and calculated.

But just as she was inches from the desk, the room was swallowed by darkness.

Thick curtains blocked out every trace of light, plunging the office into a pitch-black void.

Shelia froze, an eerie chill creeping up her spine.

It was so dark that she couldn’t even see her hand in front of her face.

Panic surged in her chest as she instinctively stepped back, desperate to flee.

Then, Alicia’s voice rang out—soft but laced with something sinister.

“Shelia… don’t you want to kill me anymore?”

Shelia’s heart leaped into her throat.

“A-Alicia?” she stammered.

But then, from the opposite corner, came another voice—low, haunting.

“Shelia…”

voice—it wasn’t Alicia’s,

eyes wide, but she saw nothing but

whisper, echoing through the room like

“Shelia…”

scream tore from

a shock of terror down her

her final moments—those agonizing moans as she lay dying

bear another second

blindly, her breath coming in ragged gasps, frantically searching for the

just ahead, a faint greenish light flickered

and what she

a woman, her hair wild and

her swollen belly

dress clung to her frame, and down her legs, blood streamed in sickening

stared at the eerie figure before her, momentarily

ghostly creation… be modeled after

reaction was far

out a bloodcurdling scream and collapsed,

almost

around Shelia’s throat like

her voice a