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.

its limits. She felt utterly drained, her face deathly pale, as though

her fingers growing numb

call came

It was Randolph.

had mentioned sending a car for her today,

other end, Randolph’s voice was gentle and deep, carrying the concern and tenderness of a father. “Thalía, how are

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

hoarse.

Randolph paused.

was clearly

She obviously hadn’t slept well, nor

Bloody hell.

again: “Thalia, the press conference concluded this morning. We’ve officially announced the

say something, but ultimately she

have your lunch then. I’ll speak to

needed space, Randolph ended

floor for quite some time before dragging her exhausted, numb body to the bathroom, moving like

Mary dialed

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

it’s Mary, the housekeeper looking after Miss Winters. Her state has been rather concerning

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this morning. When I called her just now, she looked dreadful–dark circles under her eyes,

voice rough when he finally spoke: “Try to get her to eat

you?”

added, “Miss Winters really doesn’t look well at all. Would you like

exhaustion. “No. Someone will be coming to take

Very well then.”

Thalia came downstairs.

brought the dishes to the table. “Miss Winters, these are all your favorites. You must be absolutely

eyelids heavy. Her

your meal. I’ll just go tidy up

fragrant dishes on the table but had no

sips of soup and checked her phone for any WhatsApp messages or texts. Still nothing from

had instructed her to take good care of Thalia

immediately.

what state she was

no word

stopped caring

eyes, a bitter

the Winters