Marriage With A Evil Heart

I was afraid he would continue searching, but he didn’t. Instead, he quietly left.

As the door closed, I opened my eyes, my heart pounding. I placed my hand on my chest, exhaling a breath of relief.

His footsteps seemed to be heading downstairs. Quickly, I reached for my phone and reviewed the conversation, thoroughly deleting anything that might arouse his suspicion. After completing these actions, I felt a wave of exhaustion.

At this moment, I couldn’t afford to reveal any flaws; otherwise, all my previous efforts would be in vain.

I accessed the hidden surveillance feed and checked the downstairs scene. Sherry had poured a glass of red wine and handed it to Robert. He accepted it indifferently, took a sip, but didn’t speak. Sherry stood cautiously beside him, appearing hesitant to speak. Robert gestured to her, and they both headed upstairs.

His actions startled me. Had he discovered the surveillance? Otherwise, why wouldn’t he let Sherry speak freely? Clearly, he was being cautious.

Swiftly, I switched to another camera feed, observing Robert entering the study. Sherry followed closely behind. At the study entrance, she cautiously glanced around the corridor before entering.

Inside the study, Robert walked directly to the sofa, crossed his legs, and placed them on the coffee table. He cast a stern gaze at Sherry, displaying impatience and disdain. “Speak!” he ordered.

“Don’t you think Daisy has been going out too frequently lately?” Sherry pointed directly at me. “I suspect her health isn’t the issue; otherwise, why would she keep running outside?”

Internally, I cursed at Sherry, if anyone was going out too frequently, it was her. However, her words did ring an alarm in my mind. Some matters were better kept from this puppet.

Just then, a shocking scene unfolded on another screen of my phone. A figure mysteriously drifted into the frame, inching closer to the study. I instantly understood why Robert had signaled Sherry to go upstairs – he was wary of eavesdropping.

I relaxed; it seemed he hadn’t discovered the secondary surveillance system indoors. I truly appreciated Albert’s professionalism; the cameras he installed were incredibly discreet.

Robert remained silent in the study, sipping his drink without rebutting Sherry’s words. Sherry awaited his opinion.

Finally, he spoke, instructing her, “Next time she goes out, follow her and see what she’s up to.”

Meanwhile, outside the door, the mysterious figure pressed against it, listening to the commotion inside.

At this moment, I felt an inexplicable thrill, like a mantis hunting a cicada while the yellow bird waited in the rear. I was thankful to be the yellow bird in this situation.

“She’s been spending more and more time outside! Doesn’t seem like she’s physically weak. So, are you sure the medicine you prescribed for her is just a relieving nutritional supplement?” Sherry looked at Robert and asked,

then suspiciously added, “Her recovery seems a bit too fast!”

Robert remained silent, taking another sip of his drink, seemingly contemplating Sherry’s words.

Indeed, I have been somewhat careless recently.

“Do you want me to…” Sherry tentatively asked, not daring to be direct. However, I fully understood what she meant.

I stared at the screen showing Robert. After a moment of silence, he suddenly downed the contents of his cup, as if making a decision. He said to Sherry, “Follow her and see what she’s up to. Whom she meets, what she discusses. If she meets someone she shouldn’t…”

His words paused, and he played with the wine glass in his hand, coldly spitting out, “Then occasionally let her rest!”

My heart shattered instantly, the pain reaching the bone. Although I already knew he had harmed me, hearing it directly was like a thunderclap. Tears filled my eyes.

I endured, sniffled, and kept my eyes on the screen, afraid to miss any clues.

He pointed at Sherry with the hand holding the glass, adding, “But remember, the dosage must be small. Don’t let her notice, and don’t make her too weak. She still has great value. Don’t ruin my grand plan. If you dare to take matters into your own hands again, Sherry, be careful-I’ll take your life!”

Robert’s words angered Sherry. In fact, she had been cautiously speaking with Robert all along. She scoffed, “So what? Are you still fond of her?”

Robert lifted his eyelids, coldly staring at Sherry leaning against the table with crossed arms. His gaze was truly frightening, like that of a hawk, radiating a sense of ruthlessness.NôvelDrama.Org owns this text.