He Gave Me Hearing, Then Taught Me What Silence Really Means novel Chapter 399

The car pulled up outside the villa where Juniper was currently staying. The moment it stopped, she opened the door and stepped out.

Nelson followed her inside, taking off his shoes in the foyer.

Juniper set Moonlight down. The pup seemed to know it was home, happily trotting over to its bowl for a few bites before curling up on the floor to sleep.

Juniper had made up her mind to visit Blackwood Institute. Tonight's fragmented memories were likely a sign.

Besides, she had promised her professor that she would find Elise.

Even if nothing remained but a pile of bones, she had to bring her back.

Ignoring Nelson, she headed straight upstairs.

Nelson followed her to the master bedroom, leaning against the doorframe. "Got any men's clothes? Mine are completely soaked."

"No."

A smirk touched his lips, and he casually pulled open the bathroom door. "Then I'll take a shower. You must have a dryer, right?"

Juniper didn't reply. It was three in the morning, and she was too exhausted to argue. Cassidy's phone call had left her deeply unsettled.

The bedroom lights were on, and the sound of running water echoed from the bathroom.

When Nelson finished, he stepped out with her towel wrapped casually around his waist, his hair already blown dry.

He didn't touch her bed. Instead, he gathered his wet clothes and walked over to the laundry area.

The dryer would take an hour. He was in a relatively good mood tonight, but then a violent crash of shattering glass erupted from Juniper's room.

He practically teleported there, ripping the door open. A massive hole had been smashed through the window, and broken glass littered the floor.

She was standing by the curtains. Two shards of glass had grazed her foot. The cuts weren't deep, but they were bleeding.

Nelson's face drained of color. Striding across the room in his shoes, he scooped her up into his arms.

His heart was hammering against his ribs. He set her on the bed and immediately called his men to investigate.

Nelson practically barked her name, gripping her chin and forcing her to look at him. "Don't say things like that."

It was one thing to say it to him, but if anyone else heard her, no one would be able to protect her.

How could Lydia, as a mother, push Josie? If Nelson had been a second slower that night, Josie would have died.

Josie was adored by the Saint family. Lydia knew full well that the child cemented her position in the household.

She would have to be completely insane to throw her own flesh and blood into the ocean.

Juniper had to be making it up.

Her jaw ached under his grip as she was forced to meet his eyes. "In your world, Lydia is a precious, elite socialite built on unimaginable wealth. In mine, she's just a ruthless monster who abuses her power."

Nelson was furious, but remembering the doctor's warnings, he slowly leaned in closer. "Lydia nearly died giving birth to Josie. She was born premature. If our family didn't have the money to save her, that child wouldn't have survived. Lydia barely left her side when they were abroad. Juniper, if you're going to lie, at least make it believable."

A cold glint flashed in his eyes as he released her chin. "I know you hate her, but there's no need to invent something so vile."