He Loved My Sister. I’m Better Off Without Him novel Chapter 4

That night, I went to the walk-in freezer to get some juice as usual.

Just as I was about to leave, I realized the door had somehow closed behind me, and no matter how hard I pulled, it wouldn't budge.

I was wearing nothing but thin pajamas.

Within minutes, exhaustion set in. I wrapped my arms around myself and slid down to the floor, leaning against the icy wall.

Christopher had been right about one thing—I got cold easily. Over the years, all the dieting, sleepless nights, and endless training for dance had ruined my body. My health had never been the same.

I lost track of how long I sat there, but it was so long that a layer of frost had formed on my eyelashes. Just as I was convinced I would die in there, the door suddenly swung open.

A maid gasped in shock. "What are you doing in here, Ms. Juliette?"

As I stepped out of the freezer, warmth enveloped me. Still trembling, I started back toward my room. But then I remembered that I'd left something inside, so I turned back.

That was when I heard the maid who'd opened the door speaking on the phone.

"Mr. Reed, I've let Ms. Juliette out. She was freezing, but she'll be fine."

From the other end of the line, Christopher snorted. Then, in a voice utterly devoid of warmth, he said, "Just make sure that she's not dead."

And with that, he hung up.

Though the words were brief, the voice was unmistakably his. It was Christopher.

So, my being locked in wasn't an accident. It was a deliberate move that Christopher had orchestrated. The look he gave me before leaving with Winona hadn't been my imagination. He hated me for hurting the woman he loved, and he couldn't wait to teach me a lesson.

It was midsummer, and the temperature indoors was a comfortable 82°F, yet I felt as if I were still trapped in that freezer.

I returned to my bedroom and fell into a deep sleep.

When I woke again, my head was spinning, and my forehead was burning hot.

Sure enough, I was running a fever, and I was parched.

As the maid was nowhere to be seen, I dragged myself out of bed to get some water.

As I passed one of the bedrooms, I heard the sound of a woman sobbing.

"Chris, why are you treating me so well? You actually went this far for my sake…"

It was Winona.

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