Your Gold Digger is Actually A True Heiress by Vera Fiore

Chapter 113

The first light of dawn crept across the horizon, pale morning rays filtering through the window to fall gently upon Thalia’s face, illuminating her haggard, ashen features.

Thalia had remained by the window all night, slumped in the same position until dawn finally lulled her into fitful sleep. Her rest was fragmented, haunted by several dreams of Asher, each one jolting her awake throughout those precious few hours.

In her final dream, she saw Asher and Laurina standing before her, hands intertwined. Asher’s eyes sparkled with joy, his face radiating happiness as he told her he was getting married, asking her to attend the wedding.

Thalia had wept in her dream.

When she woke, tears still stained her cheeks.

Mary knocked softly from the hallway. “Miss Winters, are you awake? Lunch is ready.”

Thalia wiped away her tears and made her way to the door, pulling it open. “Mary, please go ahead without me. I need to shower and change before coming down.”

Mary’s eyes lingered on Thalia’s exhausted appearance and the dark shadows beneath her eyes. “Miss Winters, did you not sleep well last night?” she asked, concern evident in her voice.

Mary didn’t follow Twitter and knew nothing of Asher’s rumored affair, nor was she aware that the engagement between the Blackwood and Winters families had been dissolved. She simply believed Mr. Blackwood and Miss Winters were in a relationship–one where Mr. Blackwood deeply cared for Miss Winters, having specifically instructed Mary to look after her with particular attention. Seeing Thalia’s poor condition, she couldn’t help but express her concern.

Thalia was utterly spent.

She had managed only five hours of interrupted sleep.

“I’m perfectly fine, nothing to worry about,” she replied.

The housekeeper didn’t press further. “Right, you go have your shower then. I’ll keep everything warm–wouldn’t want it getting cold on you.”

“That’s very kind, thank you.”

“Not at all, Miss. Just doing my job.”

As Mary descended the stairs, Thalia closed the door and leaned against it, slowly sliding down until she was sitting

on the floor.

Her phone displayed numerous missed calls and unread messages.

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She scrolled through them one by one. Nothing from Asher.

and after a sleepless night, her body had reached its limits. She felt utterly drained, her face deathly pale, as though she had battled through a

door, she felt her fingers growing numb around her

came through.

It was Randolph.

sending a car for her today, Thalia

carrying the concern and tenderness of a father. “Thalía, how are you holding up? Have you been eating and sleeping properly?”

her eyelashes dampening again. “I’m fine, nothing serious,” she replied, her

hoarse.

Randolph paused.

child was

she was far from fine. She obviously hadn’t slept well, nor had she eaten properly. Her voice was so weak and listless–how rapidly

Bloody hell.

announced the dissolution of the engagement. I’ve already sent a car to collect you. Once you’ve

ultimately she remained silent, only managing a

your lunch then. I’ll speak

his daughter was heartbroken and needed space, Randolph ended the call after delivering his message.

time before dragging her exhausted, numb

dialed Asher’s

ensure he received immediate updates about Thalia, Asher had given Mary his private number.

Miss

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but she didn’t touch her dinner last night or breakfast this morning. When I called her just now, she looked dreadful–dark circles under her eyes, as though she hadn’t slept a wink all

moment, his voice rough when he finally

you?”

shower,” Mary replied, then added, “Miss Winters

“No. Someone will be coming to take her home

I see. Very

shower, Thalia came downstairs.

the table. “Miss Winters, these are all your favorites. You must be absolutely famished after missing dinner and breakfast. Do try

energy, her eyelids heavy. Her head throbbed painfully from severe sleep

I’ll just go

steaming, fragrant dishes on the table but had

took a few sips of soup and checked her phone for any WhatsApp messages or

to take good care of Thalia and to report any issues to

immediately.

she was in by now, mustn’t

there still no

stopped

her eyes, a bitter emptiness filling her

the Winters estate.