The Scorned Heiress's Hidden Empire (by Jade Quinn) novel Chapter 367

Chapter 367

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Winter stopped, and General stopped beside her.

She stood beneath the porch, sunlight spilling over her. Then she turned back to look at Mr. White, who remained inside, just out of reach of the sun. Her throat tightened.

“Mr. White, why are you asking me that?”

Mr. White took a few steps forward. His voice sounded even hoarser than usual. “You look unhappy.”

Before Winter had first come to the Xander estate, Mr. White had been in a car accident. The car had exploded, leaving burns on his face and damaging his vocal cords.

He had only been discharged from the hospital and returned to the estate a month after Winter arrived. Because of the burns, he had undergone some reconstruction on his face, but the damage to his vocal cords had never healed. His voice had been hoarse ever since.

Winter patted his shoulder and smiled. “I’m not unhappy. Actually, after I stopped loving Chris, I feel much lighter than before.”

“Do you really?” Mr. White asked.

“That’s enough, Mr. White. Let’s not talk about this. William’s car is here. I should go.”

“Will you come back, Miss Winter?”

Back to Blackwood Manor?

She never wanted to come back here again in this lifetime. She never wanted to have anything to do with Chris again.

Two days and two nights on that island hadn’t changed anything about the way she felt toward him.

Under Mr. White’s hopeful gaze, she shook her head. She didn’t say anything else before turning and leaving the main house.

Mr. White watched her get into the car. Only after the car had been gone for a long time did he finally turn around.

General ran to his side and looked up at him. Then he stepped closer and rubbed his head against Mr. White’s pant leg.

Mr. White gently patted his head.

In the car, Zion was driving. William and Winter sat in the back seat.

Maybe because William’s injuries made it difficult for him to move, he had switched to a stretch vehicle. The back seat was spacious. The two of them sat apart, with so much distance between them that it felt like a line had been drawn down the middle.

Winter looked at William, who had been staring out the window ever since she got in.

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