Chapter 251:
Were they really here?
If this was a dream, I didn’t ever want to wake up.
If this was my imagination, I didn’t want to wake up.
I didn’t care if they were too stunned to reciprocate my actions. I was overwhelmed with a whirlwind of emotions.
My heart was heavy with joy, and the exhaustion I once felt vanished in the blink of an eye. Thank you, Moon Goddess.
I pulled away from their embrace, wiping my tears before a smile spread across my face.
“My long-lost brothers are back! Throw a ceremony immediately!”
Rosa fumed in anger as she paced around her room, throwing aside anything that got in her way.
Her feet stormed across the floor, her hands resting firmly on her hips. She paused briefly, cursing an invisible person before continuing her restless pacing. Her head felt like it was on fire.
She hadn’t slept all night. Images of Ivy haunted her, filling her with a deep, raw fear. Since Ivy had died, Rosa rarely dreamed about her, but this night was different. The haunting images weren’t enough to drive her mad—until now.
The hurt and betrayal on Ivy’s face had been replaced by a cruel smirk and a vengeful expression. Her sad, droopy eyes were now brightened with victory, and even her words sent a chill down Rosa’s spine. Rather than accusing her of taking over her position and cutting her life short, Ivy simply smiled dangerously.
“Your end is near.”
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Those were the chilling words that slipped from her mouth.
What did Ivy mean by “her end is near”?
As far as Rosa was concerned, this was just the beginning. But no matter how much she tried to push her anxiety aside, she couldn’t shake the feeling of being threatened by Ivy’s words. It was like a heavy burden on her chest.
When she thought she had enough to deal with, Ray’s threats and Silas’s suspicious behavior only added to her worries.
“Damnit!”
Her breath was harsh as her heart pounded violently. Everything seemed to be driving her crazy.
Her body began to heat up under the pressure, drowning in her own thoughts. A soft knock on the door snapped Rosa out of her spiraling thoughts.
She was about to walk to the door, but her brows furrowed in curiosity. Her ears strained to listen.
“Goddess help me if it turns out to be that bastard,” she cursed, taking in a sharp breath before heading to the door.
She was terrified at the thought of Ray taking advantage of her again. The memory of their skin brushing and his body thrusting into hers made her stomach turn. She wished she could put an end to him permanently.
“It’s me, Mistress,” a voice called, followed by another knock on the door.
