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…”

Alicia’s,

her eyes wide, but she saw

raspy whisper, echoing through the room like

“Shelia…”

tore

voice—it sent a shock of terror

moments—those agonizing moans

another second

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

a faint

toward the light, and what

by a sickly green glow stood a woman, her hair wild and

swollen belly

her frame, and down her legs,

in her throat as she stared at

creation… be modeled after

was

let out a bloodcurdling scream and collapsed, shaking

with deliberate, almost haunting movements, glided toward

fingers curled around Shelia’s

her voice a