When Love Turns to Ashes

Chapter 193 The Little Girl in the Dream

When the liquid in the syringe was completely injected into the infusion tube, the doctor's eyes revealed a triumphant smile.

But the next second, he unbelievably widened his eyes, without even having the chance to turn back and take a look, as if a robot that had lost its power instantly collapsed on the ground.

The moment the doctor collapsed, the face of the man behind him was revealed.

He was handsome and had a faint hint of murderous intent.

Caden wiped his hands and said, "Take it out."

Keith approached and effortlessly dragged the

Finally, there was silence in the room.

man away with one hand.

Caden sat on the edge of the bed and carefully peeled off the tape on Beatrice's hand back. The needle inside the syringe hadn't actually pierced the skin, it was just an illusion. He caressed the back of her hand, gazing at her pale and peaceful sleeping face. In his intense eyes, a slight suppression could be seen, and then he lowered his eyelids, concealing all emotions.

She just held her hand tighter.

He remained silent for a while, until his phone vibrated, and then he got up and left.

Caden knocked on the door and entered Brend's office.

Brend was smoking when he saw the newcomer give a bitter smile.

"Sorry, if it wasn't for Brenton, so many things wouldn't have happened. I had already arranged for him to go abroad."

Caden lit a cigarette and casually threw the cigarette box onto the windowsill, indifferently asking, "Are you sure he would go abroad?"

Brend was taken aback, biting his cigarette hard, his expression revealing a sense of powerlessness.

Brenton was unwilling and smashed the room today.

As a brother, he could never stand by and watch Brenton being taken advantage of by Madelynn.

He pulled a long face and pleaded, "Mr. Caden, one last time!. Please, I'm begging you!"

The smoke rings lingered between the two of them as Caden glanced at him sideways, "One last time." Upon hearing the news, Brend let out a deep sigh of relief.

He put out the cigarette and handed over a piece of paper, saying, "Take a look, do you recognize

it?"

Caden glanced at the content on the paper, which consisted of a series of numbers and words.

12252050, the red house.

"What does it mean?" Caden frowned and asked in response.

"Beatrice repeated the words subconsciously, and I called my friend to ask. It must be a suggestion left by psychotherapy. This string of information is the key to Pandora's box. As for how to use it, 014.03

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my friend, being a psychologist, needs to protect his patients, so he is unwilling to disclose any

further."

"She had

checked, and indeed there isn't any.

suddenly remembered that the time indicated on the

out of Brend's pocket and made

"December 25th, 20:50, the red house! Christmas! Did something happen

"No," Caden immediately said.

least you could have checked,

"I knew."

crisply

few seconds

peeping tom! When did you finally start

"Stop asking."

exclaimed in surprise.

Brend's joke,

when this implication was formed Brend nodded, "As I mentioned, judging from Beatrice's occasional loss of control, this period of time won't be too long, probably a little over a year, roughly before last Christmas..." "Huh? Then the time

this year? But there is still over a month until Christmas this year. Does she possibly have

looked at Caden with

know about this, including Beatrice," Caden finished his last drag of the cigarette, looking down as he flicked

up

healed, and you haven't rested much since

tonight I have already switched to the night shift with someone, I will keep an eye on it for you, besides, don't you also

he

someone watching in

in secret?"

rubbed his forehead, nodded, and

out

of the office.

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on the armrests, as the smoke

from Selina was playing repeatedly on the phone on the

even wanted to have a family of three! Did you want a daughter or

"Daughter."

"Daughter..."

"Girl..."

this recording, there was an inexplicable pain

after listening to it many times now, it still feels the

Listening

Beatrice's

delicate

he

gradually falling asleep, he, who rarely dreamed, unexpectedly found himself standing in front of a strange yet familiar

were only a few steps of distance, but he chased for a

like that, but her laughter could be heard echoing around the

Innocent and pure.

subconsciously thought,

the house. "Do you really dislike me that much? Why can't you recognize me anymore?" "Who

his eyes.

dream, Caden tightly gripped his hands, the

girl's face and refused to open too eager to In the dream, the little

he was