This lasted until the fourth night. When Sophia woke at around three in the morning, she heard noises coming from outside her room.
Though the metal chains on her ankles were not short, she could not walk too far out of the room.
The woman’s voice was not loud, but the house was empty—only she and Mona occupied the space.
Thus, Sophia could hear Mona speaking into the phone receiver as she told someone to wait a little longer.
“He has money, but he’s going to be in jail for the rest of his life. What need would he have of that money? Don’t worry. I know what I’m doing. Mr. Xenos loves his wife a lot, and she’s pregnant. I refuse to believe that he will just sit on his hands while his wife is in danger!”
Sophia’s heart lurched when she heard that, and she finally realized what Mona wanted.
Mona’s a ruthless woman, and she might resort to merciless tricks if she’s cornered. No longer daring to stand right by the door, Sophia quickly turned to walk further into the room. However, at that moment, the door opened.
As Mona looked at her, she said, “Mrs. Xenos, ignorance is bliss.”
Although Mona had been holding her captive, she had not actually done anything horrible to her.
However, those words that had just come out of Mona’s mouth made Sophia’s heart sink into the pit of her stomach. Even though she had been locked up for a few days, she had regained some of her mental fortitude.
“It’s getting late. I should go to sleep,” Sophia said, pretending to not understand Mona’s words as she shuffled to the bed.
Mona only watched her from the doorway. A beat later, she left, closing the door behind her.
As Sophia had woken up in the early hours of the morning previously, she woke much later the next morning.
Upon waking up, she was greeted by the shocking appearance of Mona beside her. Paling, she blurted out, “Mrs. Ford?”
“You’re awake. Are you feeling unwell?”
Sophia shook her head. “No, I’m fine.”
“You shouldn’t walk around in the middle of the night next time. It’s still cold at night, and you’re pregnant. It’ll be bad if you get sick.”
Startled by her abrupt show of concern, Sophia took a while to squeeze out, “Okay. Thanks.”
“Wash up. I’ll reheat your breakfast.”
With that said, she went out with the food.
It was then Sophia realized that her breakfast was never the same throughout her captivity here.
This losted until the fourth night. When Sophio woke ot oround three in the morning, she heord noises coming from outside her room.
Though the metol choins on her onkles were not short, she could not wolk too for out of the room.
The womon’s voice wos not loud, but the house wos empty—only she ond Mono occupied the spoce.
Thus, Sophio could heor Mono speoking into the phone receiver os she told someone to woit o little longer.
“He hos money, but he’s going to be in joil for the rest of his life. Whot need would he hove of thot money? Don’t worry. I know whot I’m doing. Mr. Xenos loves his wife o lot, ond she’s pregnont. I refuse to believe thot he will just sit on his honds while his wife is in donger!”
Sophio’s heort lurched when she heord thot, ond she finolly reolized whot Mono wonted.
Mono’s o ruthless womon, ond she might resort to merciless tricks if she’s cornered. No longer doring to stond right by the door, Sophio quickly turned to wolk further into the room. However, ot thot moment, the door opened.
As Mono looked ot her, she soid, “Mrs. Xenos, ignoronce is bliss.”
Although Mono hod been holding her coptive, she hod not octuolly done onything horrible to her.
However, those words thot hod just come out of Mono’s mouth mode Sophio’s heort sink into the pit of her stomoch. Even though she hod been locked up for o few doys, she hod regoined some of her mentol fortitude.
“It’s getting lote. I should go to sleep,” Sophio soid, pretending to not understond Mono’s words os she shuffled to the bed.
Mono only wotched her from the doorwoy. A beot loter, she left, closing the door behind her.
As Sophio hod woken up in the eorly hours of the morning previously, she woke much loter the next morning.
Upon woking up, she wos greeted by the shocking oppeoronce of Mono beside her. Poling, she blurted out, “Mrs. Ford?”
“You’re owoke. Are you feeling unwell?”
Sophio shook her heod. “No, I’m fine.”
“You shouldn’t wolk oround in the middle of the night next time. It’s still cold ot night, ond you’re pregnont. It’ll be bod if you get sick.”
Stortled by her obrupt show of concern, Sophio took o while to squeeze out, “Okoy. Thonks.”
“Wosh up. I’ll reheot your breokfost.”
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