Chapter 791

Chapter 791:

Seeing her reddened eyes, Denver vividly remembered her tearful face from that heartbreaking day in Blathe.

“You must’ve been terrified back then, weren’t you?” he whispered.

“I was.” Hadley nodded, struggling to hold back her sobs. The memory of that horrible moment still haunted her deeply.

“What about Eric?” Denver asked gently. He wanted to know the full story of what happened that day. “What exactly brought you two together?”

There was no longer any reason to hide the truth.

After wiping her tear-streaked face, Hadley quietly admitted, “Eric showed up and rescued me. He chased that man away.”

Denver took a moment to process this, nodding slowly. That explained everything.

Otherwise, how could Hadley possibly have escaped such danger on her own? Yet something still gnawed at Denver, unanswered and unsettling.

His throat tightened, and he asked, struggling to keep his voice even, “Then afterward, you and Eric… how did that happen?”

Hadley immediately went rigid, the color draining from her face as she stumbled over her words.

“You… already know what happened later, don’t you?”

“No, I don’t!” Denver unexpectedly raised his voice in frustration. “The only thing I was sure of back then was your willingness to accept me!”

Hadley turned her gaze away abruptly, unable to meet his eyes.

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The way she avoided the topic suggested something deeper hidden beneath the surface.

“Hadley!” Denver pleaded earnestly, “Please, just tell me! I can’t believe you’d suddenly change your heart without a reason!”

As she remained silent, Denver tried piecing things together himself, desperation coloring his voice. “Did Eric force himself on you?”

“No!” Hadley snapped her head back sharply, interrupting him. “Eric didn’t touch me—he never hurt me. I just… couldn’t move.”

“You couldn’t move?” Shock surged through Denver, clouding his mind. “Why couldn’t you move? Was it… something my mom did to you?”

Hadley hesitated, unsure how she could possibly explain the truth to Denver. Wilma was still his mother, after all. Even though Wilma’s actions were cruel and manipulative, her original intentions had been for Denver’s sake.

“Hadley, please—I deserve the truth!”

Watching her struggle, Denver had already begun to suspect something terribly wrong had happened. He carefully pieced things together aloud. “You said you couldn’t move. In what circumstances would a person lose the strength to resist or move?”

“Did my mom… drug you?”

Hadley’s eyes widened instantly, her mouth opening but no sound coming out. Realization struck Denver like lightning, his heart seizing painfully as the truth became horrifyingly clear.

He wavered between disbelief and devastation. “That’s it, isn’t it? Now it makes sense!”

He should have known sooner…

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