My Beloved Has Risen from Death's Embrace novel Chapter 151

What on earth happened last night? Why couldn’t she remember a thing? Why?

As Xanthea was about to cry from anxiety, a sudden knock came at the door.

“Who is it?!” She cautiously hugged a nearby vase and asked.

Could it be the rapist at this hour?

“Ms. Nightshade, it’s me! Breakfast’s ready, and the boss sent me to wake you up and bring you some fresh clothes.”

Cedric’s voice came from outside, and Xanthea breathed a sigh of relief. She opened the door and quickly yanked him inside.

“Whoa!” Cedric was startled, staring at her anxious face in surprise, “Ms. Nightshade, what’s going on?”

Xanthea looked at him seriously, “Cedric, I need to ask you some questions, and you must answer me truthfully, every single word!”

“Alright, alright,” Cedric nodded.

“What happened after I got drunk last night?”

“You don’t remember anything?”

Even though he knew the answer, Cedric still pretended to be surprised.

“Uh-huh, I always blackout when I drink; it’s not the first time.”

“I see.” Cedric’s eyes darted around, “Well, I don’t know everything, Ms. Nightshade. What exactly do you want to know?”

“I…um…”

Xanthea was too embarrassed to voice her suspicions directly; fiddling with her pajamas, she asked, “Who changed my clothes?”

“Wilma, a housemaid from the Marlowe family.”

A housemaid?

“Really?”

“Yes, I saw her carrying that fairy-like dress out of the room myself. You can ask her if you don’t believe me.”

Xanthea continued, “And these weird marks on my neck? They weren’t there yesterday!”