Exposing the Charade of Deep Affection - Season 2 Episode 86

I turned my head and tapped her forehead, saying, “There’s no reason, go to sleep. You just took an

anti-inflammatory pill, stop talking and you’ll fall asleep soon.”

Seeing me without speaking, she uttered an “oh” and closed her eyes.

Listening to the faint breathing sounds around me, I turned off the light, staring at the pitch-black

ceiling, my thoughts somewhat drifting Ashley committed suicide, the only thing she could think of as a

way out for herself.

Perhaps when she killed Henry and harmed her own unborn child, she never considered that a

Sebastian would appear by my side, easily getting past this matter. Therefore, now that she has

sobered up, the only thing she can do is commit suicide.

Only through suicide could she barely stay by Walter’s side. She was certain that Walter would soften,

not pushing her towards death. She was certain that Walter, considering the death of her husband and

child, would not bear to abandon her again.

The night was heavy, and I didn’t have the slightest bit of sleepiness. People always tend to get

emotionally excited in the middle of the night, perhaps because the night is too quiet, which makes

people feel more awake. The more awake you are, the clearer many things become.

Such as memories, such as emotions, such as hatred.

My thoughts were too active, I didn’t fall into a drowsy sleep until midnight. But before I could fall into a

deep sleep, I heard sobbing sounds from beside me, accompanied by trembling.

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I groggily opened my eyes only to find that my

by Rachel. Her breathing was rapid, her voice filled with sobs, as if she was completely surrounded by

fear and pain.

“Rachel,” I called out to her, but she didn’t respond.

I had called out to her several times in a row with no response, which frightened me. I quickly turned on

the bedside lamp, only to see Rachel, who was lying next to me, drenched in sweat. Her delicate

features were twisted in fear, and her limbs were trembling uncontrollably.

Judging by the looks of it, it was clear that a nightmare had occurred.

Upon seeing this, I quickly shook her, trying to wake her up. After several attempts, she suddenly sat

up from the bed, screamed, and then began to cry loudly, hugging her legs.

I patted her back and asked aloud, “Did you have a nightmare?”

Her voice choked and hoarse, “Tabatha. I can’t get out, the beast’s voice, it always roars in my ears

when the night is deep and quiet, I can’t get out anymore.”

It was the shadow left by that time on the island in the Heart Island. Her words made my heart sink

sharply, and involuntarily, it started to ache.

Yes, during the day, she seemed to regain her former cheerfulness and vivacity, but only she knew that

the hurts she had suffered would erode her heart over and over again in the solitude of the night,

causing her unbearable pain.

This feeling, I understood it better than anyone else.

Reaching out to hold her in my arms, I knew that comfort was useless, I could only silently accompany

her.

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She calmed her emotions, leaned on my shoulder, and said wearily, “Tabatha, do you know, it’s been a

long time since I had a good sleep.”

I nodded, not uttering a single word, but my heart couldn’t help but ache faintly.

Henry had died, but this matter shouldn’t have just ended like that.

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The next day.

River City had entered the deep winter, the weather was getting increasingly cold. Rachel had taken a

leave of absence, not going to the company, and simply stayed in bed. After I cooked porridge, I left her

a note and went straight to the hospital.

In the hospital.

I arrived early, and only Dale was in the ward accompanying Carley for breakfast. Seeing me arrive.

Carley waved at me and smiled, “Why are you here so early? Have you had breakfast?”

I nodded, glanced around, didn’t see any familiar faces, and said to Carley with a smile, “Grandma,

didn’t Walter stay here last night?”

Carley shook her head, “He said he had something to do and didn’t come. What, he didn’t come home

last night either?” Carley didn’t know that I had already divorced Walter and thought that Walter and I

were still living in Water Villa.

I didn’t hide the surprise on my face, watching as Carley forced a stiff smile without saying a word.

Reading my expression, Carley, a sharp one, immediately furrowed her brows, turned her head

towards Dale, and said with a serious face, “Call Walter, ask him where he is? Tell him to come to the hospital.”

Dale hesitated slightly, and in the end, he still called Walter.

After answering the phone, Walter relayed Carley’s words to Dale.

Carley looked at me, soothingly saying, “Tabatha, don’t overthink it. Walter, this kid, is a workaholic. He

probably worked overtime last night, that’s why he didn’t come home. When he comes, I’ll have a good

talk with him for you.”