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, it

sound, her eyes wide, but she saw nothing

a raspy whisper, echoing through the

“Shelia…”

tore from

a shock of

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

bear another second in

in ragged

just ahead, a faint greenish

darted toward the light, and what she saw made

woman, her hair

swollen

to her frame, and down

her throat as she stared at the

ghostly creation… be modeled

was far more

let out a bloodcurdling scream and

with deliberate, almost

curled around

in, her voice