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Said I didn't Love Him But I Lied

Chapter 230
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Chapter 230 Who Could It Be? Cecil's words left Everleigh astonished for a long tand she didn't know how to answer her friend.

"What feelings? I was the reason he was hospitalized. Not to mention that he also helped the Trevino family and my father, so I took care of him to return the favor." "Con, if you're going to count the favors you two owe each other, then you'll never get to the end of it." Cecil was obviously dissatisfied with Everleigh's answer. Then she said, "Let's leave everything else aside and focus on the last seven years. How would you count that?" Everleigh was speechless.

Cecil was right; there was no end to the favors they owed one another.

"I know that you're trying to find who was behind all the bad things you experienced back then. Theodore obviously doesn't know, but he's not innocent either. Hence, he deserves what's coming regardless of whether you're sincere or not. Don't think too much about it." "I know. I can't beat around the bush with him." Everleigh knew better than anyone else that she wanted to find out who the mastermind was. She wanted to find evidence that Madison had sent someone to attack her. No matter what, it was impossible for her to avoid Theodore. She had already made up her mind, and she just didn't want to have anything else to do with him.

"I know what's on your mind. You don't want to involve feelings again, right? Otherwise, you wouldn't have told him that you two were just friends. Isn't it ridiculous to be just friends with your ex?" Everleigh didn't know how to answer.

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"In the end, you still have a place for him in your heart. When the truth comes out, losing a friendship would hurt less than losing a lover." Since they had been best friends for so many years, Cecil could tell what Everleigh was thinking at a glance. Her words touched Everleigh's heart.

Everleigh said, "I'm not that noble. I just don't want to make things too complicated." Although the marriage between her and Christopher was out of convenience, their parents had both given their approval. If they made any more trouble, she wouldn't know how to deal with it at all.

"The question is whether you have thought about Alastair and Adrienne." "What?" "Have you ever thought that Theodore might really be their biological father?" Everleigh's face froze and she clenched the sheets subconsciously at Cecil's suggestion.

Of course she'd thought about it. Furthermore, she had insisted on giving birth to both of them because of that hope. Thus, she was not willing to part with them as she held onto that little chance that the father of her two children might be him.

"I ask you, Everleigh, how much do you remember of that night of seven years ago? Are you sure those people really..." Cecil also knew that this was very hurtful to Everleigh, so she hesitated when she asked, "Think about it. Aren't you a doctor? Your body..." "I don't remember much." Thinking of that night, Everleigh's face turned a little pale. "That day... After that night, it was three days before I woke up again." She had been missing for three full days. When she woke up, she was asleep in the hotel. Her body was riddled with pain and countless external wounds.

When she woke up at that time, she saw wounds all over her body and remembered everything that happened on that rainy night. Then, her mind just went blank. She didn't even dare to go to the hospital for an examination and just wanted to escape from everything. Ultimately, she just took it as a dream.

She wanted to seek out Theodore and tell him everything, but he had gone to Nihonland at that time. He was very busy with work, and because of his confidential work, she couldn't contact him at all. Cecil said, "In fact, I haven't figured out who sent you to the hotel." "I don't know." "Do you think the people who sent you to the hotel were in cahoots with those people?" Planning your weekend reading? Ensure you're on 5sfor uninterrupted enjoyment. The next chapter is just a click away, exclusively available on our site. Happy reading! Everleigh frowned. She actually hadn't thought about this in detail.

Cecil said, "I don't think they're working together though. You said that they looked like seasoned criminals, so I don't think they'd stick around to help people clean up after they got paid." "Then who could it be?" "No matter who, he must be one of the few witnesses at that time," Cecil suddenly said. "Do you remember the hotel you were staying in?" Everleigh paused for a moment before she said, "Yes." If it was any regular hotel, then the trail would go cold. A lot had changed in Ocpeace City over the last seven years, and any small hotel would be wiped off the map. However, she had stayed in Sylvania Hotel, which had a history of hundreds of years in Ocpeace City; it could even be considered as a landmark now.

"I'll send someone to investigate it. Who knows, I might be able to find out the room records from back then." Cecil's words suddenly led Everleigh to another clue, and a glimmer of hope was rekindled in her heart. "Thank you, Cecil." "Keep your gratitude to yourself. We won't be besties anymore if you say that." As they were talking, the doorbell at Cecil's hotel rang. Then, she turned around and complained, "Who is it this late at night?" Everleigh said, "If you're busy, I'll hang up first." "Okay, go to bed early. I'm going to the exhibition tomorrow." "Okay." Planning your weekend reading? Ensure you're on 05sfor uninterrupted enjoyment. The next chapter is just a click away, exclusively available on our site. Happy reading! After hanging up the video call, Everleigh sat on the bed with her knees in her arms for a long time. She thought about Cecil's question. She couldn't remember many details of that rainy night seven years ago, but when she thought about it carefully, she found that many things didn't make sense.

There was an empty street, a car bearing the nof the Godfrey Group, a few fierce-looking men, the three days when she was in a coma, and the Sylvania Hotel where she woke up.

She remembered very clearly that when she woke up, she was wearing pajamas, and the material was silk, a which was expensive. There was a was expensive. brand new set of clothes on the bedside, and in the living room of the suite, there was even fresh fruit and ssnacks. Steam rose from a freshly poured cup of tea, as if someone had expected her to wake up at that time. Everything was ready for her awakening, but there was no one in the room.

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Thus, she was terrified when she thought about it.

If she experienced the scene again now, she would not let go of any detail of the room. However, her mind was blank at that time. She was sure that it was the people who abused her on that rainy night who brought her there, so she changed her clothes and ran away. As Cecil said, if the person who sent her to the hotel was not the man who wanted to hurt her, then someone had saved her afterwards.

But who could that person be? A white figure suddenly appeared in Everleigh's mind. He was different from the fierce-looking men that rainy night, and he cout with an umbrella. Against the lights of the car, it seemed like he had a halo.

For so many years, she had always thought that it was an illusion.

Now, it was just a distant memory.

On the other side of the disconnected video call, Cecil closed the computer and went to open the door barefooted. The champagne-colored silk nightdress fluttered behind her, revealing her pair of sexy long legs.

After seeing the figure at the door through the peephole, she rolled her eyes and opened the door. Crossing her arms shave the said, "Leon, are you having a stroke in the middle of the night? Did you go into the wrong room?" At the door, Leon was wearing a white suit vest, and he leaned against the door frand posed with one hand.

He held the red wine in his hand and said, "Would you like to have a drink?"