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.

night, her body had reached its limits. She felt utterly drained, her face deathly pale, as though

felt her fingers growing numb around her

came

It was Randolph.

had mentioned sending a car for her today, Thalia answered.

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

emotion, her eyelashes dampening again. “I’m

hoarse.

Randolph paused.

child was clearly lying.

her voice, he could tell she was far from fine. She obviously hadn’t slept well, nor had she eaten properly. Her voice

Bloody hell.

announced

ultimately she remained silent, only managing

lunch then. I’ll speak to you

needed space, Randolph ended the call after delivering his message.

exhausted,

dialed

about Thalia, Asher had given Mary his private number.

housekeeper looking after Miss Winters. Her state has been rather concerning

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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

moment, his voice rough when he finally spoke:

you?”

She’s just said she’ll come down after her shower,” Mary replied, then added, “Miss Winters really doesn’t look well at all. Would you like to come round and see her?”

voice betraying his exhaustion. “No. Someone will be

see. Very well

shower, Thalia came

your favorites. You must be absolutely famished after missing dinner and breakfast.

energy, her eyelids heavy. Her head throbbed painfully from

just go tidy

the steaming, fragrant dishes on the table but had

her phone for any WhatsApp messages or texts. Still

had instructed her to take good care of Thalia and to report any issues to him

immediately.

must know what state she was in by now,

no word from him?

stopped caring completely?

eyes, a bitter

the Winters estate.