Marriage With A Evil Heart

My hopeful heart sank. Why hadn’t she come? Did she not understand my message from yesterday’s call? Or was something delaying her, or perhaps…

I felt uneasy, even beginning to suspect if Scarlette had been bribed by Robert. After all, due to me, Scarlette was quite familiar with Robert, and I hadn’t seen Robert at all throughout the day.

This sleepless night was spent pondering. If Scarlette couldn’t lend a helping hand, who else could I trust?

Just as I was beginning to feel drowsy, a commotion startled me awake.

It seemed like someone had entered. A spark of hope lit up – could it be Scarlette?

I perked up my ears to listen, but the voices were those of men, and it sounded like more than one.

They made a ruckus downstairs for quite some time, and then they started heading upstairs, talking as they walked. However, I couldn’t make out what they were saying.

Suddenly, my door was pushed open, and I jolted, sitting up.

I saw Sherry entering along with a man in work clothes carrying a toolbox. Initially, they were talking as they entered, but the moment they saw me, there was an obvious pause. The man’s voice abruptly stopped, and his eyes were filled with astonishment.

I assumed he hadn’t expected someone to be in the room, or perhaps my appearance was too ghastly, startling him.

Sherry quickly explained, “This is the owner of the house, Mrs. Brown. She’s not feeling well. It’s better not to disturb her! Do you really need to check everywhere?”

The man diverted his gaze and nodded, speaking with confidence, “Yes, we need to check everywhere!”

Then he exited the room.

I quickly asked Sherry, “What’s going on? What are they doing?”NôvelDrama.Org content rights.

Sherry glanced at me, replied casually, “Just Property maintenance checking the electrical circuits.”

I sighed and lay back disappointed.

Sherry absentmindedly followed them out, telling the man, “Be careful and don’t touch anything! Why is it so troublesome? Do you have to check each room? The breakdown isn’t caused by my house!”

I overheard the man saying, “Of course, we have to check each room. We’re inspecting if the wiring is aging and checking for any improper connections to eliminate potential hazards. Don’t worry; it’ll be quick.”

Downstairs, Charles started crying, and Sherry urgently shouted to the man, “Hurry up! Don’t touch anything here! Ah… that room is the study. I’ll go downstairs first… you guys hurry!”

Then I heard Sherry running downstairs.

I had to admit that Sherry took good care of Charles.

Just at that moment, the door was forcefully pushed open again, and I was startled, looking towards the entrance. I saw the same man from earlier quickly approaching my bed. His sudden movement frightened me, and I almost screamed. He quickly hushed me, saying in a low voice, “Shh! Don’t make a sound!”

Immediately, he opened the toolbox he was carrying, took out a mobile phone, and placed it in my hand, whispering, “This is from Scarlette!”

With that, he swiftly left.

I stared in bewilderment at his swiftly retreating figure, hastily clenching the phone and tucking it under the covers. Anxiously, I glanced towards the door, still unable to recover from the recent shock, my heart pounding.

Scarlette, the person arranged by Scarlette!

At that moment, I was ecstatic, on the verge of tears. Finally, someone was helping me, and I could finally connect with the outside!