Chapter 2630
"If I were you, I'd call it quits and turn myself in, confess to the mess I've made!â Balfour said with an
indifferent tone, yet his palms were secretly drenched in sweat.
The less he seemed to care, the better his chances of diverting Maraâs focus from Ivy. He feared that
in a sudden burst of fury, Mara might do something to Ivy.
âHal Balfour, oh, Balfour, don't you think it's a little late for that kind of talk? Confession? What good
will that do now?"
Balfour frowned and asked her if she ever feared the ghost of Victoria would haunt her in
her dreams.
What was there for her to fear? If she had been afraid, she would never have acted! From the
moment she slipped an overdose of sleeping pills into Victoria's Thanksgiving turkey stuffing, there
was no going back.
Oh, dear sister, don't blame me. You took so much from me; I merely gave you a taste of your own
medicine. As for Balfour, I'll take care of him for you. Rest in peace.
Balfour's face contorted in disgust, âDo you really think people loved your sister just for her looks?
You could never achieve the virtues she possessed. You'll never be half the woman she was!"
His words struck like a hammer, shattering Maraâs delusions. Maraâs voice was laced with sorrow,
"Why do you have to be like this? Why?"
Balfour neither understood nor cared to understand Maraâs grief, his only advice was, âStop this
madness. Karma will catch up to you.â
âKarma?â Mara sneered, âMy karma is falling for you. If it weren't for you, I could've been happy.
You've ruined my life, and I won't let you off the hook!â won't let you off the hook!â
In the blink of an eye, Mara lunged at the hospital bed where Ivy lay, her hand revealing a hidden
blade!
Balfour's pupils dilated as he threw himself towards the bed, not hesitating even as the gleaming
knife threatened to meet his flesh.
"So, you'd throw away your life for her? Fine. I'll make sure you spend the rest of your days in
misery, never together!â
Maraâs laughter was twisted with malice. The more Balfour risked his life, the more she resented
him.
Why? Why was it always someone else? First Victoria, now Ivy. Mara had never truly been a part of
Balfour's world.
âWe won't be needing your concern for our future,â a crisp, pleasant voice interrupted.
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08:30
Mara turned in disbelief towards Ivy on the bed. She was awake! And she had grasped Maraâs wrist,
immobilizing her.
Maraâs eyes then darted back to Balfour, filled with incredulity. When she had snuck into the
hospital, Ivy had been comatose on that very bed.
Mara had hurled insults at her, even held a knife to her throat, and she hadn't so much as flinched.
How was she awake now?
Was all of this a trap just to catch her?
Seeing Ivy safe and unharmed, Balfour finally exhaled in relief, his heart settling down after hanging
by a thread.
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