Trapped in Love By Kitty Song

Chapter 47 Don’t Be Mad at Him

Katie’s lips moved slightly. Caroline watch on as if in a trance, but no sound reached her ears.

The machine beside her emitted a long beep, plunging Caroline’s heart into an overwhelming. sense of coldness.

In a rush, Evan arrived at the scene, guided by Caroline’s desperate cries and screams that echoed from within the ward. His heart skipped a beat as he hastened his steps, eager to reach her side.

To his surprise, before he even entered the ward, he witnessed Scott tenderly patting Caroline’s

back, offering her comfort. A surge of anger replaced the initial ache in Evan’s heart, causing his

fists to clench tightly at his sides.

With a tense expression on his handsome face, Evan turned to Reuben, who stood by his side,

trembling with trepidation. “Shall we go in, Mr. Jordan? Reuben asked cautiously.

Evan’s face remained impassive as he pivoted, issuing a cold command “Investigate this. I want to

know who’s responsible!” His voice held an icy edge.

Just as Reuben was about to depart, Evan added, “Also, send a few people to the funeral. Make sure

everything goes well.”

Since Katie had no relatives or friends, Caroline organized a simple funeral for her. Both Paige and Scott had taken leave to accompany Caroline during this difficult time.

For three days, Caroline barely ate or drank, and she only managed to steal a few hours of restless

sleep.

Paige felt really sorry for her friend. She approached Caroline, trying to offer solace. “Carol, please eat something and rest for a while. We’re here for you.”

However, Caroline shook her head silently.

something caught her eye. She

here

path. “What are your doing here? If you’re

eyebrow. “Can’t I come on

Daniella and issued a warning. “If you stir up trouble again, I’ll make you

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Paige, stepping forward. She glanced at Caroline briefly and

shifted her gaze to Scott, who stood beside her. After a momentary pause, she averted

eyes.

in tribute to the deceased before turning

so he couldn’t make it. Don’t be mad at him,” she

-of–factly.

her head quietly, seemingly unaffected

comfort as she whispered,

heart for you. In fact, I believe you deserve every bit of this suffering. You attempt to steal

every day you cling to him relentlessly. Even God Himself cannot bear

a wicked smile dancing across

wouldn’t be fitting. I should have accused

have been more appropriate, you little mistress?”

widened in disbelief. Abruptly

swiftly stood up, pretending to be panicked “Caroline,

as her anger

for days, unable to

spread such

to unnecessary suffering.

on

could be no one else but

envy, was the very person behind this

seething with rage. “What about

any evidence! Daniella, you

here! Let my mother rest in peace! Leave!