Chapter: 632
When Ariana noticed that there was no trace of the stalkers behind them, she looked at the open road in front of them and was
relieved. Sitting in the passenger seat, she had to hold down her wind-tousled hair as she gave Sarah a thumbs-up.
“What was that? Can’t hear you over the wind!” Sarah hollered back, her voice distorted by the gusts of air. She was so thrilled
that she stepped on the gas.
Ariana raised her voice, “You’re amazing, Sarah!”
“Of course.” Upon hearing the compliment, Sarah couldn’t help but burst into laughter. She sat up proudly with a smug look on
her face.
At this moment, the streets were surprisingly quiet. The usual hustle and bustle had disappeared due to a recent fire that had
destroyed nearby shops. The area was now empty, with only a few individuals walking by. Despite it being only ten o’clock, the
area was eerily silent. ©
This lack of activity worked to their advantage, allowing them to reach the nearly devastated Blue Night Manor with remarkable
speed.
Given that the elevator was out of order and using a wheelchair wasn’t practical, Sarah fetched Ariana’s crutches and helped her
pass the barrier to enter the place.
Ariana carefully made her way up the scorched staircase to the familiar floor above.
The moonlight streaming through the damaged window painted an eerie glow on the charred remains of the chandelier in the
middle of the hall. Memories and emotions washed over her.
She remembered everything from the moment Theodore rose from his wheelchair until he carried her out of the fire. It was only
the thick smoke that had dulled her senses, making it impossible to keep her eyes open.
She remembered him rushing to her side, lifting the burning metal chandelier with his bare hands, disregarding his own safety.
The scent and sound of his flesh burning was still fresh in her mind, as if imprinted on her heart.
At that moment, Ariana realized that the marriage she once treated as a game had become her prison, one she could no longer
escape from. ©
Regardless of his flaws, his deceptions, and secrets, she found herself unable to resist falling for Theodore. ©
“Watch your step, it’s really dark in here,” Sarah murmured, clicking on the flashlight feature on her phone. The sudden beam of
light jolted Ariana back to the present moment.
This was the place. She sidestepped the chandelier remains, scrutinizing the area meticulously. With her crutch providing
support, she squatted, albeit with some difficulty, to inspect the ground inch by inch.
However, all that met her gaze was charred dust, discarded trash, and the remnants of the fire.
After a fruitless search, they chose to retrace their steps, heading towards the direction of the private room. Their vision was
limited by the small radius of light cast by their phone flashlights, the surrounding darkness looming ominously. Sarah nearly
stumbled over the scattered debris multiple times.
“This is too risky. Ugh, it’s my fault for not remembering to bring a flashlight when we left,” Sarah expressed her frustration,
grabbing Ariana to stop her after she nearly fell once more.
If she were to fall, it would be a minor issue. But Ariana was still recovering from injuries and was pregnant. Any mishap would
not be a trivial matter.
After looking around, Sarah suggested, “The reception area on the first floor suffered the least damage, and there might be an
emergency light there. Stay here while I go check.”
Ariana nodded in agreement. Sarah steadied herself against the wall with one hand while carrying her phone in the other as she
made her way downwards.
Once the light was gone, Ariana’s surroundings plunged back into darkness.