The Double Life of My Billionaire Husband novel Chapter 387

Charis resembled her mother and had always been proud of her appearance. Catherine was quite a beauty when she was young, for which Charis had always been praised since childhood. Now, everything was ruined. Charis clenched her teeth and fists, crying silently. If it wasn’t for the fact that Natalie had been trapped in the haunted house on fire, it wouldn’t have ended like this. Not only did she fail to kill Natalie, but she also suffered a great loss. What was worse was the fact that she couldn’t voice her complaints because revealing her assassination attempt plan would put her in trouble.

Luke’s calm facade gradually crumbled. With eyes full of hate, he hissed, “I have investigated, and it turned out that someone had set the fire on purpose. As soon as I find out who’s behind this, I’ll make you regret the day you were born!”

Charis’s heart jumped into her throat. No, she couldn’t let anyone find out it was her who planned this arson, including her own father! Charis suddenly raised her voice and looked at Luke pitifully.

“Dad, what’s the point? You can’t go back in time and fix this…”

Luke didn’t know how to respond. Seeing his daughter in so much pain, he decided not to say anything else.

Among everyone who had entered the haunted house that night, Charis was the most unlucky. Most of them were able to get out safe and sound, while she suffered third-degree burns and was disfigured as a result.

During the recovery process, Charis was confined to Barnes Hospital for a long time. Many reporters came to interview her, but they barely asked a few questions before Luke impatiently shooed them away.

In his second week in the hospital, Brandon and Natalie went to visit her. When Charis saw them walking into the room, her heart skipped a beat. A deep feeling of inferiority overwhelmed her, suffocating her. She felt lucky to still be wrapped from head to toe in gauze. At least Brandon wouldn’t see her disgusting wounds…

“I heard from Mrs. Turner that you were seriously injured. I asked Garrett to take charge of your responsibilities for the time being. Don’t worry,” Brandon comforted her, using a formulaic tone. As he spoke, he placed the bouquet on the table and looked at Charis, who wasn’t even looking at him. Seeing this, he couldn’t help but frown.

Charis’s eyes were glued to Natalie, who was standing behind Brandon. It was a warm sunny day, but Charis was shaking. Her eyes were bloodshot with hate. She wished she could pounce on Natalie and strangle her on the spot, but she had no choice but to swallow her anger for now.

Natalie clearly saw the ferocity in Charis’s eyes. The woman tightly wrapped in gauze probably hated her to the core, but why? Charis was the one behind the fire in the haunted house. Why did she blame Natalie for the failure of her plan?

“At least you made it out alive,” Natalie raised her head slightly, her eyes darting over Charis’s bandaged body. Most of Charis’s body was wrapped in gauze, indicating that she was likely disfigured by the burns. There was no trace of pity on Natalie’s face. On the contrary, she seemed delighted. Charis had hurt Natalie so many times before, and now she was finally being punished by her own actions. She deserved the karma.