Chapter 239 Someone Will Die
After Caden left, Beatrice leaned against the pillar, her pale face reflecting the vast expanse of
snow outside.
She leaned against the pillar and walked forward, with a newly hung red silk fabric above her head.
They frolicked in the wind, while she remained silent as death.
After returning to the courtyard, Beatrice lay on the bed in the guest room, feeling uncomfortable all over her body, even though the bedding was brand new and provided no sense
of security.
Finally, I closed my eyes drowsily.
Caden sat on the sofa, with his fingertips against his forehead, his eyelashes half closed, concealing the emotions in his eyes.
“Mr. Caden, you came back.”
Bella approached with joy and saw his coat draped over the sofa. She immediately picked it up and dutifully smoothed out the cuffs for him.
‘I have tidied up the cloakroom, shall I hang it
“Um.”
up
for you?”
Suddenly, the fingertips paused,
paused, and
and quickly got
up
and went upstair
Caden absentmindedly responded.
Bella was a little confused and struggled to catch up with Caden, saying, “Mr. Caden, please slow down, I can’t walk so fast.”
In the
cloakroom,
Bella saw
Caden standing in
front of the wardrobe.
“What happened?*
“Where is the red scarf in the cabinet?”
Even
realize it, but he suddenly raised
his voice.
Caden himself didn’t Bella froze slightly and explained, “I realized it, so I had the servant put the box away, but it seems like the servant took all the boxes and threw them away. I went…”
Before she finished speaking, the figure in front of her had already disappeared at the staircase.
to the trash can. lighting a fire next When Caden looked, two maids were lighting a
‘Disgusting. I don’t want anything she has touched, it smells awful.”
“Speak softly.”
“What’s there to be afraid of? Hasn’t Sir Baldwin also made sarcastic remarks about her character? Can Sir Baldwin be wrong?”
The maid laughed and threw the scarf into the fire.
When the flames licked the scarf, a hand disregarded the burn and reached directly into the fire pit to snatch the scarf back.
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But there was still one corner that had been burned.
He lifted his gaze to the maid, although his face showed no expression, the dark depths of his eyes were terrifying.
“You were fired.”
“Mr. Caden, I…” The maid’s face turned pale, and she wanted to beg for mercy.
“Get lost.”
Caden tightened his knuckles around the scarf and turned away.
In the room.
When Bella saw Caden’s slightly red back of the hand, she anxiously lifted his hand. “Mr. Caden, are you okay? It’s just a scarf. If you like it, I can buy a few more for you.” Caden calmly withdrew his hand, his tone icy cold: “I didn’t like it when people messed with my things.”
Bella stood frozen in place, her heart suddenly aching.
She pursed her lips and said, “I’m sorry.”
“Um.”
Caden was not angry.
But Bella could see from his eyes an emotion that was even more fearful than anger, making her shudder.
Caden passed her and hung the burnt scarf back into the cabinet, next to the scarf his mother. had knitted.
When he closed the cabinet door, he happened to see a tube of ointment on the low cabinet.
“Where were you feeling uncomfortable?”
Bella’s originally gloomy mood instantly revived.
He still cared about himself.
She picked up the ointment and explained, ‘I found this for Beatrice. She is allergic to jasmine and her arms were scratched until they bled. I forgot to give it to her just now, but I will have someone deliver it to her later.”
“Allergic?” Caden frowned.
“Yeah, my arms were covered in scratches, it looked really bad, as if I didn’t feel any pain.”
Bella’s words reminded Caden of Beatrice’s action of clearing her throat just now.
It felt like I couldn’t control myself.
Beatrice was not allergic to the scent of jasmine at all.
Caden’s eyes were dark like a spreading thin mist, revealing an unfathomable chill.
Bella saw that he was not speaking and was about to approach him, but he took the ointment instead.
“I happened to be going to see Ryan, shall I give it to him?”
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Before Bella could agree, Caden had already left.
Beatrice slept uncomfortably because she constantly felt a knife hanging over her head.
In the haze, she felt someone touching her face.
She struggled to open her eyes and looked at the man caressing her. She knew it was all just a dream.
Only in her dreams could she face Caden so calmly.
She stared at the man and murmured, “My stomach felt so uncomfortable.”
After speaking, she couldn’t help but curl up.
Caden rubbed his fingertips against her cut lip and grumbled, “Are you still being reckless?”
Beatrice shook her head, appearing particularly obedient.
Caden’s fingertips paused for a moment, and his gaze steadily deepened as he stared into her
eyes.
The next second, Beatrice felt her body snuggling into a warm chest, as the man’s palm gently massaged her stomach.
After a while, Caden lowered his head close to her ear and asked in a low and mellow voice, “Are you feeling better?”
“Um.”
Beatrice felt an itch in her ear, raised her hand to scratch it, and accidentally touched the wound on her arm, causing her to furrow her brow.
Her arm had not even been put down when Caden grabbed it.
He went to lift Beatrice’s sleeve, and she instinctively tried to dodge, but his strength was too
She felt like she was dreaming and just let him great.
as do he pleased.
Everything was fake anyway.
No one cared whether she was doing well or not.
When Caden lifted Beatrice’s sleeve and saw the crisscrossed scratch marks, his eyes flickered.
He picked up the ointment she had placed on the bedside table and squeezed some onto hist fingertip, then applied it to the wound.
The pain made Beatrice instinctively retract her hand.
Caden caught her hand and said in a low voice, “It will be fine soon.”
He deliberately lightened his actions, making Beatrice’s eyes turn red and hot.
Caden frowned, “Still hurting?”
Beatrice’s breakdown was evident in a single expression of concern, tears streaming down her cheeks as she nodded vigorously.
“Ouch, it hurts… I really hurt so much.”
Caden noticed her strangeness and put down the ointment to embrace her. But the more he did this, the more she felt uncomfortable, as if she were a fish out of water, ever
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though she tried her best to breathe, she still felt suffocated.
She was trapped.
Beatrice’s eyes were blurred, murmuring in her dream, Please let me go, okay?”
The man’s face darkened, and he held her even tighter. “Not good.”
Beatrice struggled in pain and eventually fell into a deep sleep.
Caden put her back on the bed and turned to pick up the ointment on the table, which had the hospital logo on it.
He walked to the window and dialed Brend’s phone number.
“What was unusual about Beatrice’s visit to the hospital today?”
“…No, there wasn’t.”
“Are you sure?” Caden said coldly.
“I asked her attending physician, and it turned out to be an allergy. She unconsciously scratched herself while sleeping. The doctor also suggested that she undergo allergen testing. She wasn’t very happy about it, so he prescribed some medication for treating the wounds.”
“Um. Hung up.
Caden was about to hang up the phone when Brend called out to him.
“You are about to get engaged and married, is it not appropriate to treat her like this? Maybe you should avoid any suspicion, so that others won’t speculate.”
“I would settle her down.”
“I didn’t mean that, I meant you should let her live her own life. It’s not good for anyone to keep entangling.” Brend said with a determined tone.
“She had to stay by my side, Caden’s voice. was chilling, even paranoid.
Brend had more to say, but there was only a busy tone on the other end of the phone.
He sighed as he stared at his phone, recalling the words of his psychology friend.
“How did you take care of the patient? I have already warned. you, do not provoke her! Do not provoke her!”
“Are you trying to push her to death? After all, you are a doctor, and she is sick. You should know that.”
‘Respect her, otherwise people will die if things continue like this.”
