Farewell To My Endless Love novel Chapter 308

Scarlett's POV:

When I came out of the bathroom, I found Tracy staring at her smartphone, eyes wide as saucers. Out of curiosity, I asked, "What are you looking at?"

Tracy looked at me; her face had turned pale. "Janet told me to tell you that she and Richard dug up Rita's grave at midnight yesterday and found that Rita's coffin was empty."

My heart skipped a beat. 'How is it empty? Is that damned murderer, Rita, still alive?' I exclaimed inwardly.

With a blank stare, I looked at Tracy. "So, you've been communicating with Janet behind my back, huh?"

"Yes. And I'm sorry about that, Scarlett. I forgot to tell you." Tracy put her phone away, lowering her gaze. I could tell she must be feeling guilty.

Just then, her phone rang. It sounded particularly ominous amidst our silence.

Tracy looked at me, too afraid to glance at her phone.

"Just go ahead and read it," I said calmly.

She then took out her phone from her pocket and read the contents of the message. The following second, her eyes almost popped out of their sockets. Upon seeing her reaction, I asked, "What's wrong?"

With trembling lips, she said, "Scarlett, Janet told me that someone sent a message to Charles, saying that James is still alive."

My heart skipped a beat and my ears began to buzz. Right now, all I could think of was that James was still alive. The sentence echoed throughout my mind repeatedly.

"Show it to me!"

I grabbed Tracy's phone and read Janet's message over and over. 'My little angel is still alive!' Joy overwhelmed my heart, and I was unable to restrain my emotions any longer. But at the back of my mind, I thought that what Janet said was merely a beautiful bubble, and it would soon be broken the second I touch it.

My heart was racing so fast, and my chest was heaving up and down. "Tracy, I need to make a phone call. Do you mind going out first?"

Once Tracy had left, I closed the door and immediately called Janet. "Janet, I heard from Tracy that someone sent Charles a message, saying that James is still alive. Is this true?"

"It is," she replied. Upon hearing her confirm the news, I could no longer bottle up my excitement.

"Have you figured out who sent it?" I asked anxiously.

"Not yet, but Mr. Moore has a plan already," she answered.

"What's his plan?"

"He's investigating everyone who has a grudge against you. And I believe we'll be hearing good news soon. Scarlett, I'm gonna need you to calm down, okay?" "Okay, I get it. Call me as soon as you hear any news." I nodded repeatedly as tears of joy rolled down my cheeks.

"Of course. Oh, by the way... you need to be wary of William. It's very likely that Rita is still alive," Janet remarked.

"Got it." With that, I ended the phone call. My heart was beating faster and faster by the second as though it would leap from my chest.

At long last, I had the courage to recall the day that James was killed. And now that I was looking back at it, I never fully confirmed if the child was actually James or not. 'Maybe it wasn't James!' When that thought crossed my mind, I felt much better.

Even though that child was innocent, I was glad that my baby was still alive.

I used to think that I'd be depressed for the rest of my life, but this news was like a miracle; injecting new vitality into my lifeless world.

Suddenly, I heard a gentle knock on the door. William opened it and came in. The second I laid eyes upon him, I remembered Janet's warning, so I composed myself and acted as though nothing had happened. "What's up?" I asked.

"Breakfast is ready. Let's go downstairs and eat," he said. William's smile was as gentle as ever. But now, seeing it was giving me the creeps.