Sadie recoiled, her complexion paling as she discarded the bottle and exclaimed, âAre you out of your mind? Heâs your cousin, for heavenâs sake! Youâre utterly deranged to even contemplate such a sinister act.
I refuse to be part of this.
â
Zayden cast an effortless glance in her direction, a sly grin dancing on his lips.
âDo you truly hold him in such high regard, or are you simply ensnared by your own desires?â With that, he nonchalantly tossed some photographs her way.
Sadie picked up the photographs, her countenance worsening instantaneously.
The images portrayed the day when Holden had rushed into the hospital, cradling Ariana.
Even in those frozen moments captured on film, one could discern the panic and urgency etched across Holdenâs demeanor, an aspect of him Sadie had never before witnessed.
Sadie couldnât believe her eyes, subconsciously tightening her grip on the photographs.
She had taken every precaution, so when had Holden forged such a profound connection with Ariana behind her back? She had been totally oblivious.
As she scrutinized the photographs, her anger surged at the sight of Holdenâs worried and caring expression.
She couldnât fathom it.
Throughout all the times, whether she was injured or enduring a heart attack, Holden had never displayed the slightest bit of concern for her, despite being her fiancé.
He had never spared her a single glance.
And now, Holden hadnât even recollected his past with Ariana.
The only thing he knew about Ariana was her role as Adeleâs psychiatrist.
What reason did he have to be so concerned about Ariana?
Sadie clenched the photographs tightly, her eyes radiating resentment.
âBitch, how are you still alive?â she muttered under her breath.
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Internally, Sadie seethed with rage, but before Zayden, she maintained a veneer of composure.
Uncertain of how much Zayden was aware of, she couldnât risk revealing her true emotions.
If her past was dredged up, she would be in a more vulnerable situation.
So, Sadie swiftly composed herself and, with nonchalance, remarked, âJust a few photos.
What do they prove? Even if Holden doesnât love me, I can secure my position as his wife.
As long as I can marry him, what else do I need? But if Holden dies, then Iâll have nothing left.
â
Upon hearing her words, Zayden squinted at her, letting out a scoff and shaking his head slowly.
With mocking sympathy dripping from his voice, he said, âYouâre truly pitiable, resorting to such Lengths.
â
Sadie, already discontented, felt her ire surge at Zaydenâs words.