Chapter 851 1/2 At the same time, in Howard's mansion, the bedroom was filled with an air of romance.
The white sheer curtains were tightly drawn, with a circle of soft yellow fairy lights hanging on them, adding a touch of romantic warmth.
Howard lay over Phoebe, drunk in love. His breath was slightly labored as he gently caressed her delicate cheek with the back of his hand.
In his deep and seductive voice, he tenderly asked, âDo you still want to break up?
Phoebe obediently shook her head. âNo, | donât want to. | canât bear it.â
Howard was delighted with this answer.
He kissed her lips again, passionately.
Phoebe pushed him away and whispered, âNo more, Iâm tired.â
Howard rolled onto his back, leaning against the headboard, the sheets covering his bare torso, his abdomen glistening with a thin layer of sweat, exuding a sexy charm.
He pulled Phoebe into his arms again and then got serious.
phoebe, | hope you can i your fears and try to visit the Nicholls family a few times. | admit that | have my own selfish motives. If your identity as the Nicholls family heiress is publicly announced, we can get married with everyone wishing us well, and there will be no doubts from anyone. Even if itâs for the sake of our future, | hope you can give it a try.â
After a momentary pause, he added, âBut donât you worry. No matter what happens, I'll never you. I'll face all your fears with you.
on Phoebe remained silent for a long time.
After thinking about it rationally, she actually understood Howard's intention...
âOh well, letâs give it a try,â she thought.
give un âAlright, | agree. Once my schedule clears up in a few days, I'll call Romello and pay a visit to the Nicholls family.â
Howard kissed her forehead contentedly.
She sighed. Whenever she talked about the Nicholls family, she would recall the terrifying incident she had encountered on the rooftop.
âHoward, do you remember the last time | stayed at the Nicholls family for a few days, trying to help Sheena find evidence that Nathaniel is an illegitimate child?â
4 Howard nodded. âOf course, | remember. You haven't been willing to go back since then.â
Chapter 851 272 She sat up from his embrace, looking him straight in the eye, explaining, âThe night | got the photos, | encountered something particularly terrifying.â
Howard furrowed his brow slightly, asking, âItâs been so long ago. Why havenât you mentioned this?â
âBecause at the time, Romello explained it away as my imagination, and | couldnât remember it clearly either. Plus, it was a private matter of the Nicholls family, so | never told anyone about it.â
Howard became serious. âWhat happened that day?â
Phoebe lowered her head, lost in thought, and recounted the events in detail.
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Phoebe took a deep breath, then continued, âAnd there was a horrifying voice roaring in my ears. saying: Why are you still alive, you're a disgrace, you shouldâve died...â
Howard listened attentively, completely stunned by the revelation.
do you remember anything about their appearance, âThatâs crazy... Besides the personâs eyes, do you whether they were a man or a woman?â
Phoebe closed her eyes, carefully trying to recall.
After a moment, she shook her head. âI donât remember.â
Howard pulled her into his embrace again, gently comforting her, âIf this isnât just a dream but a real experience, then the fact that someone was imprisoned in the Nicholls residenceâs top floor for who knows how many years is no small matter.â
She nodded. âExactly. I've always suspected that it was my absent mom. Howard, have you ever seen her?â
âOf course, Iâve seen her, but Madam Nicholls doesnât seem to go out often. Sheânever attends society teas or gatherings, only appearing at the Nicholls familyâs events.â
Howard paused briefly, then continued, âBut Iâve seen her a few times, and she seemed fine, graceful, and elegant, nothing like the person you described capable of such madness.â
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