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.

eaten since yesterday morning, and after a sleepless night, her body had reached its limits. She felt utterly drained, her face deathly pale, as though

door, she felt her fingers growing numb

came

It was Randolph.

sending a car for her today,

and tenderness of a father. “Thalía, how

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

hoarse.

Randolph paused.

child was

slept well, nor had she eaten properly. Her voice was so

Bloody hell.

composing himself, he spoke again: “Thalia, the press conference concluded this morning. We’ve officially announced the dissolution of the engagement. I’ve already sent a car to collect you. Once you’ve had lunch,

she remained silent, only managing a weak “Mmm” in acknowledgment.

lunch then. I’ll speak to you

and needed space, Randolph ended

quite some time before dragging her exhausted, numb body

dialed

Thalia, Asher had given Mary

it’s Mary, the housekeeper looking after Miss

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what’s happened, 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

voice rough when he

you?”

her shower,” Mary replied, then added, “Miss Winters really doesn’t

exhaustion. “No. Someone will be coming to

see. Very

Thalia

Winters, these are all your favorites. You must be absolutely famished after missing dinner and

without energy, her eyelids heavy. Her

I’ll just go tidy

on the

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

had mentioned that Asher had instructed her to take good care of Thalia and

immediately.

must know what state she was in

still no word from him?

truly stopped caring completely?

a bitter emptiness filling her

the Winters estate.