Chapter 748
Chapter 748:
The more Giffard listened, the stronger his sense of unease grew. Myron’s presence around Millie wasn’t surprising, and hearing she was asleep should have been ordinary. Yet something about it unsettled him deeply.
His voice hardened. “What happened? Tell me the truth p>
Myron glanced at Millie, still asleep, and let out a long sigh before stepping aside. “She’s sick,” he admitted. “The matter is complicated. I’ll explain everything once you return… Millie p>
Before Myron could finish, Giffard heard noise in the background. Then the line went dead.
Giffard’s unease sharpened into panic. At once, he dialed Alexia. “What’s going on with Millie? Speak now p>
Realizing she could no longer conceal it, Alexia confessed. When she finished her explanation, she added nervously, “But don’t worry, Giffard, Millie is already getting better p>
The words hit him like a blow. How could he not worry? He had to get back immediately.
His hand trembled as he gripped the blood-stained document, the wound on his arm still weeping. There was no time to waste—he had to deliver the document home at once.
How dare Brandon.
And Vivian—her nerve in deceiving everyone was astonishing.
Giffard would make Brandon face the truth about the woman he so…
In Crobert.
Alexia slowly set the phone down, her chest heavy with unease. She had worried that Giffard might lose control upon hearing the news, so she had chosen silence. But now…
Alexia let out a deep, weary sigh, unsettled. After a moment of thought, she pulled up a number and typed out a message.
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At Elliott Mansion, the clock had already struck 10 p.m. The moment a sound echoed from the bedroom, Myron rushed in.
Millie lay awake on the bed, her eyes fixed on the blank ceiling. Another nightmare had roused her. It was one of the same haunting dreams that returned night after night, leaving her helpless and drained.
She couldn’t make sense of it. For years she had fought with every ounce of strength just to keep going. Whenever obstacles stood in her way, she had never considered surrender; she had always searched for ways to push forward.
And yet, after all that effort, her life was nothing like she had hoped. She had tried again and again to climb out of this endless pit, but now… it was like the nightmares that ruled her sleep—relentless and impossible to flee. Would this be her fate forever? Would healing never come?
She felt exhausted to her bones.
“Millie.” A hand found hers. Turning her head, Millie saw Myron, his face shadowed by the glow of the night lamp.
She said nothing, only looked at him. She wanted to reassure him with a smile, to pretend she was fine. But she didn’t even have the energy to lie. Millie could only stare in silence.