Ice and Fire novel Chapter 757

Greg rushed into his house, only to find the empty living room. Worried as he was, he strode towards the bedroom but found no one inside.

Staring around the empty room, he sank into fluster. 'Where did she go?' he wondered uneasily.

"Violet, sweetheart," Greg cried as he entered the study. Still, there was no sign of his wife anywhere. He went to the kitchen, same story. But when he walked into the bathroom, he was immediately depressed by what he saw.

Staring blankly ahead, Violet sat hunched in a corner, barefoot with a newspaper in her hands. Desolate and drained, she looked as though she had aged quickly over the few hours they'd been apart.

Noticing Violet was in her thin nightgown, Greg grabbed the bath towel and quickly reached for her. He squatted down and draped her shoulders with the towel. Catching a glimpse of the open window, he held her freezing hands and wondered how long she had stayed there.

"Get up, Violet. Let's go to the bedroom. It's so cold here," Greg began, trying to speak as gently as he could. He felt heartbroken to see her act like this. All the unpleasant things that had happened between him and Violet vanished from his mind.

Greg stretched out in an attempt to lift Violet to his chest. However, Violet shook off his hands violently.

"Get your hands off me. Just stay away from me," Violet yelled, her voice hoarse from sobbing.

Greg froze immediately, dumbfounded. 'What's up? Did she catch a cold?' a thousand questions ran through his mind.

"Are you alright, Violet? Tell me what happened," Greg said apprehensively, as he held Violet's arms tightly.

"Let me be, Greg! Get your hands off me. I hate you. I hate you," Violet cried out, attempting to push Greg away with all her strength. But at the moment, she was too weak for that.

"Violet," Greg said as he took her into his arms. He held his wife tightly no matter how hard she punched him in the chest. "I'm sorry, honey. It's all my fault. I'm so sorry. Please forgive me," he apologized effusively.

Upon hearing this, Violet burst into tears. Her wailing of grief resounded through the bathroom.

"Why did you treat me like that, Greg? I told you I didn't take Sharon's money. Why did you stay with Cassie last night? Why?" Violet said huskily, blurting out her thoughts.

"No, no, no, you misunderstood me, Violet. Don't believe what's in the newspapers. I swear I didn't cheat on you," Greg explained.

Defeated by exhaustion, Violet gradually lost her consciousness and fell to one side.

Taking note of that, Greg let her go only to find that she had passed out.

"Violet, Violet," Greg shouted. He lifted Violet to his chest and hurried to the bedroom.