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.

seat when something caught her eye. She turned

was here alone.

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

“Can’t I come on behalf of Evan?”

who remained stoic, before redirecting her attention back to Daniella and issued a warning. “If

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stepping forward. She

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

eyes.

in tribute to the deceased

couldn’t make

-of–factly.

her head quietly, seemingly unaffected

squatted down, feigning comfort as she whispered,

I believe you deserve

you cling to him relentlessly. Even God Himself cannot bear witness to such audacity and is

a wicked smile dancing across her lips, before continuing. “Ah, but

I should have accused you of being the

Wouldn’t that have been more

widened in disbelief. Abruptly raising her head, she stared at Daniella

up, pretending to be panicked “Caroline, what’s wrong with you?”

as her

had been tormented by this question for days, unable to comprehend who would be

death and spread such rumors in the hospital, exposing her

to unnecessary suffering.

on

truth dawned on her, and there could be no

very person

about

don’t have any evidence! Daniella, you will face the consequences for

you’ve done. Get out of here! Let my mother rest in