Chapter 275

Chapter 275 Outside the window, light rain fell, and a cold wind blew open the white curtains.

Delbert knelt on the ground, carefully and tenderly kissing the woman lying on the hospital bed.

That continued for a long time, until Harriet woke up from a childhood nightmare, slowly opened her eyes, and regained consciousness.

It took her about a minute to recognize the person in front of her, after which she immediately hugged Delbert, her body trembling with fear.

“Delbert, | had a terrible nightmare. | dreamed of so many scary things!”

The fragmented scenes in the dream were like a gray film, stained with large patches of blood. She even dreamed of someone killing her mother in front of her.

What was all that about?

Delbert quickly embraced her, gently patting her shoulder and comforting her in a soft voice. “Harriet, don’t be afraid, I’m here you!”

Only when she felt the warmth in Delbert’s arms did Harriet gradu calm down.

It seemed that all these mysteries could only be unraveled after finding her mother.

But before that, she had to cure Delbert’s paranoia!

Harriet spent a full week recovering in the hospital before being discharged. To celebrate her discharge, Marc specially invited them to have fun at Holy Night tonight.

In the VIP lounge on the top floor, a large group of people gathered.

Everyone was happy that Harriet was fine.

Soon, empty bottles began to pile up on the table.

“Mare, drink less. It’s not good for your stomach!” Molly, noticing Marc’s enthusiastic drinking, said subconsciously, her voice tinged with concern.

His reckless drinking was really harmful for his health.

“It's okay!”

Faced with Molly’s concern, Marc paused slightly as he poured the wine into the glass, making a crisp sound as the bottle touched the rim of the glass. It was soon drowned out by the lively atmosphere in the lounge.

Even though he said it was okay, he obediently stopped drinking s much.

Unknowingly, he had already become accustomed to married life wit Molly.

It was peaceful and beautiful, stable and warm.

Harriet had too much to drink and went to the washroom in the middle of it.

However, the upper floor restrooms were either under maintenance or crowded, so she went to the main hall instead.

As she came out of the washroom and was about to head to the top floor, she saw a man in a dark suit standing at the elevator entrance.

Was it Delbert?

Why was he suddenly looking for her?

“Delbert, why are you here?”

Harriet hurriedly approached and grabbed the man’s hand, smiling as she asked, “Are you worried about me?”

The man looked down at Harriet holding his hand and said with a slight smile, “Sorry, miss, you seem to have mistaken me for someone else. I’m not your Delbert.”

The man’s voice was overly gentle, so much so that it made people feel uncomfortable.

While Delbert’s tone when talking to her was also gentle, it wasn’t this kind of hypocritical gentleness.

Harriet was taken aback and quickly looked up at him.

The man in front of her had a face somewhat similar to Delbert’s, but his features were much softer.

Both were dressed in dark suits with white shirts and black trouser but they exuded completely different vibes.

Delbert appeared aloof and noble by nature, but this man had an ai of warmth and elegance.

However, beneath this gentle and refined appearance, Harriet always. felt something dark and mysterious about him.

Who exactly was this man? And why did he look so much like Delbert?