NovelEnglishChapter 269
Laurel's POV
Mom spooned soup into my mouth while we sat in suffocating silence.
“Laurel,” she finally asked, setting the spoon down, “that woman who helped you fake your illness is really
gone?”
“Obviously,” | snapped. “Why else would | have Dr. Evans scrambling for another terminal patient overnight?”
| tapped my fingers against the sheets, anxiety building. This situation was turning into a disaster. The new
patient’s data might not convince Blake for long.
This replacement has gastric cancer too, but she’s not as far along. The numbers won't match exactly. If Blake
starts examining the data...
“I still don’t understand,” Mom sighed. “Why fake being sick at all? You saved Blake's life. Even without an
illness, shouldn't his heart be yours?”
| shot her a cold look. “His heart? Mine? If he truly didn’t care about Audrey, would he ignore his dying fiancée to
search for her
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body? Without this illness, he would've already - ”
“Already what?”
Blake's voice madejump. | nearly burned my tongue on the soup Mom was holding out.
“Blake darling,” | mumbled, covering my mouth. “When did you get here?”
He took the soup bowl from Mom. “Around the tyou mentioned | care about Audrey. Didn't realize you were
so jealous.”
He blew on a spoonful before offering it to me. “Were you going to say without your illness, I'd have gotten back
with Audrey?”
“That's not what | meant,” | said, looking down.
“Then what?” He continued feeding me. “I wasn't just searching for Audrey. | was looking for Rachel too. She’s
your sister, after all. Even if she’s dead, | wanted to find her body.”
Something in his tone felt off, but | couldn't place it.
“I know,” | said, feeling my cheeks warm.
| turned to Mom. “Don’t you have things to take care of? Blake will look after me.”
“Right! I do have errands to run.” Mom stood quickly. “You two enjoy your ttogether.”
She closed the door behind her, leaving us alone.
| wiped my mouth. “Blake darling, my sister and Audrey... they really can’t be found?”
“No.” Blake set the soup aside. “The rescue team mentioned sharks in that area. The bodies might have been
eaten.”
| tried to keep a solemn face, but couldn't help a slight smile. | bit my lip, hoping he hadn't noticed.
“How awful,” | said, looking at my hands. “They were both such good people.”
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| leaned against his chest as his arms wrapped around me.
“It breaks my heart thinking about what happened to them,” | whispered.
Blake's POV
| looked down at Laurel's tearful expression, feeling nothing but contempt.
This act used to tearapart. Now | only see the fakery. If Michael's right, Laurel caused the accident that
nearly killed Audrey and Rachel. Why pretend to grieve?
‘I know you're upset,” | said gently, “but remember your condition. You can’t afford emotional distress. I'll stay
with you until you're stable enough to leave.”
“Really?” Her face lit up with genuine excitement.
| spent the rest of the day playing the attentive fiancé while watching her closely. Not once did she show
symptoms like the girl in the elevator. No pain while eating. No nausea. No real fatigue beyond what seemed
theatrical.
By evening, | made sure she was comfortable before leaving.
| drove to Lunar Mansion, exhausted. After dropping my jacket and loosening my tie, | headed upstairs. Audrey
was curled up on the bed with Snow beside her.
The room was lit by two wall sconces, warm light softening her sleeping face. | stood in the doorway watching
her, a strange warmth spreading through my chest.
My phone rang. | went downstairs to answer.
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