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On the other hand, Mia, who was nearby, heard their conversation very clearly.
Panic flashed across her face. ‘Anne didn’t die?
‘How’s that possible?
‘However, if Anne had died, why would Hayden receive a call from Mr. Marwood
asking him to pack clothes for her to change?
‘She…can’t be still alive after all that, right?’
Mia could not make a judgment, so she turned around, went to the servants‘ quarters, and gave Bianca a call.
Bianca was playing the piano leisurely at home and immersing in the beautiful piece that she composed herself.
Her phone next to her rang and it spoiled the moment.
She stopped playing and grabbed her phone. She saw that it was Mia calling and wondered if something was up.
After she heard what Mia said, her expression changed drastically. She slammed her fingers on the piano and created a loud clashing sound. “What?! Didn’t you say that she’s dead and you watched her sink into the water yourself? Did you lie to me for money?”
“No, no, I really did see her sinking into the water at that time before I left. I… have no idea why she didn’t die either. Could it be…that Anne has died and I just misheard it?” Mia suspected.
“That’s impossible. If Anne had died, Anthony wouldn’t have made such a call. The only possibility is that Anne has escaped death by the skin of her teeth!” Bianca was so pissed that her lungs were about to explode.
She smashed her phone to the ground.
She sat at the piano and smashed the piano keys aggressively with her fingers. The demonic sounds produced were deafening.
How could Anne’s life be so blessed?
How could she not die even in that state?
How on earth could she have her killed?
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At the end of her playing, Bianca’s face was hideous.
This would not do. She still has to go and take a look. Perhaps Anne has truly died and all of this was just Anthony’s misdirection.
However, how was she supposed to go?
Anne must be at the hospital at that moment. If she went over when Anne had just arrived at the hospital, Anthony would certainly be suspicious of her.
She has to keep calm. As long as Anne was still alive, she could not lose to her.
She truly would have nothing anymore if she had lost.
Hayden entered the ward with the clothes and saw Mr. Marwood sitting by the bed while Anne lay on the bed as she slept peacefully.
She was dressed and tucked under the covers, so he could not tell the condition of her injuries. However, her slightly swollen face seemed to be the result of a beating. He could not help but guess what exactly has happened to Anne in those few days when she has been missing…
Hayden let the maid put the clothes and toiletries into the cupboard.
He, on the other hand, arranged Mr. Marwood’s things properly.
If Mrs. Marwood was not discharged from the hospital, Mr. Marwood certainly would not leave as well.
It was just like before.
They arranged all the essential items in the ward properly like it was the bedroom at
home.
“Mr. Marwood, everything is in order.” Hayden walked over, looked at Mrs. Marwood, who was lying in bed, and asked, “Is Mrs. Marwood alright?”
“She’s fine.” Anthony’s voice was deep and hoarse.
“That’s good. The children have been making a fuss as they want to see their mother, and they would be able to see her later,” said Hayden.
However, it was later than expected.
Hayden thought that Anne would be waking up very soon.
Kathryn and Anthony thought so as well.
However, after waiting from morning to night, and even after the following day
arrived, Anne still has not woken up.
Anthony appeared to be impatient, so Kathryn was pressured.
She checked up on Anne a few times a day.
She did not find any problems, which made it even more troublesome because there was nowhere for her to start tackling
“Mr. Marwood, Mrs. Marwood’s vital signs are very stable and there’s no problem. She should just be waking up rather slowly,” said Kathryn.
All they could do was continue waiting.
Two days later, Anne still has not woken up.
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