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…”

wasn’t Alicia’s, it

toward the sound, her eyes wide, but she saw nothing but

was a raspy whisper, echoing through the room like

“Shelia…”

scream tore from

sent a shock of terror

just like Caden’s mother, in her final moments—those agonizing moans as she lay dying in childbirth all those

bear another second in the

coming in ragged gasps, frantically searching

ahead, a faint greenish light

darted toward the light, and what she saw made her

stood a woman, her hair

her swollen

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

caught in her throat as she stared at

this ghostly creation… be modeled after Caden’s

was far more

bloodcurdling scream

with deliberate, almost

curled around Shelia’s

her voice a low