Trapped in Love

Chapter 47 Don’t Be Mad at Him

Katie’s lips moved slightly. Caroline watch on as if in a trance, but no sound reached her ears.

The machine beside her emitted a long beep, plunging Caroline’s heart into an overwhelming. sense of coldness.

In a rush, Evan arrived at the scene, guided by Caroline’s desperate cries and screams that echoed from within the ward. His heart skipped a beat as he hastened his steps, eager to reach her side.

To his surprise, before he even entered the ward, he witnessed Scott tenderly patting Caroline’s

back, offering her comfort. A surge of anger replaced the initial ache in Evan’s heart, causing his

fists to clench tightly at his sides.

With a tense expression on his handsome face, Evan turned to Reuben, who stood by his side,

trembling with trepidation. “Shall we go in, Mr. Jordan? Reuben asked cautiously.

Evan’s face remained impassive as he pivoted, issuing a cold command “Investigate this. I want to

know who’s responsible!” His voice held an icy edge.

Just as Reuben was about to depart, Evan added, “Also, send a few people to the funeral. Make sure

everything goes well.”

Since Katie had no relatives or friends, Caroline organized a simple funeral for her. Both Paige and Scott had taken leave to accompany Caroline during this difficult time.

For three days, Caroline barely ate or drank, and she only managed to steal a few hours of restless

sleep.

Caroline, trying to offer solace. “Carol, please eat something and rest

shook her head silently.

and was about to resume her seat when something caught her

here alone.

“What are your doing here? If you’re here to cause trouble,

I come on

at Caroline, who remained stoic, before redirecting her attention back to Daniella and issued a warning. “If you stir up trouble again, I’ll

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past Paige, stepping forward. She glanced at Caroline briefly

shifted her gaze to Scott, who stood beside her. After a

eyes.

flowers in tribute to the deceased before turning

couldn’t make it.

-of–factly.

seemingly unaffected by

down, feigning comfort as she whispered, “Caroline, there’s

fact, I believe you deserve every bit of this suffering.

Even God Himself cannot bear witness to such audacity and is

paused momentarily, a wicked smile dancing across her lips, before continuing.

I should have accused you of being the one who

mothe. Wouldn’t that have been more appropriate, you

eyes widened in disbelief. Abruptly raising her

swiftly stood up, pretending to be panicked “Caroline, what’s wrong

eyes reddened as her anger surged. “Mistress?‘

question for days, unable

and spread such rumors in the hospital, exposing her sick

to unnecessary suffering.

on

there could be no one else but Daniella Daniella, who was

the very person