When Love Turns to Ashes (Beatrice and Caden) novel Chapter 212

Chapter 212 Remembering It’s Me Is Enough 

When Oscar was tied up by someone, Beatrice finally felt safe. 

At this moment, she had already broken out in a cold sweat and her body had become weak. 

When she fell down, a pair of hands held her and carried her horizontally towards the door. 

The scene was exactly the same as in her previous life. 

The only difference was that this time they were all fine. 

Beatrice was always afraid that everything was just a dream, so she raised her hand and touched the man’s face. 

Unshaven. 

“Good job.” 

“It will be windy later.” Caden’s tone noticeably relaxed a bit. 

“Caden.” 

Beatrice gently stroked his eyebrows and called out softly. 

Hearing the sound, he paused his footsteps. 

“Um.” 

Upon hearing the response, Beatrice suddenly relaxed and found herself engulfed in darkness. 

This sleep, the world turned dark and gloomy. 

In the dream, she regained the sealed memories. 

It felt like the whole world had been turned upside down. 

Although in this lifetime she avoided everything that happened, she still couldn’t accept this fact. 

What exactly were she, Stella, and the unborn child in the midst of everyone’s game? 

Dong dong dong. 

The knocking sound rang out again. 

After returning to America, Caden directly took her back to the Baldwin family. Every now and then, Monica and Ryan would knock 

Ryan would knock on the door to inquire. 

But she ignored it all. 

She didn’t know how to face everything now after opening this door. 

The two people outside the door couldn’t hear any response, and they became even more 

anxious. 

Monica hesitated and said, “What should we do? She still ignored 

“I went.” 

Ryan looked at the door and turned around, leaving the yard. 

ignored us.” 

After the noise outside the door disappeared, Beatrice wrapped her blanket tighter around herself, clutching her stomach, but she still felt very cold. 

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After a moment, the blanket suddenly became hot. 

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Beatrice opened her eyes and immediately felt the hand on her waist. Startled, she began to struggle. 

“Let go!” 

“It was me.” 

The man’s deep voice slowly echoed in the dim room. 

It was Caden. 

Beatrice, however, resisted even more fiercely. Her mind was filled with images from the past, and she couldn’t accept herself in that way. 

She didn’t know how to face Caden, how to face the unborn child, and how to face herself now. 

“Let go,” she said coldly. 

Caden let her pull, but instead he held her tighter and tighter. 

Beatrice didn’t eat anything and she really didn’t have any strength. 

Finally, panting, I gave up struggling and could only let him hold me. 

“Turn around and let me have a look.” The man’s voice was extremely shallow, completely different from his usual cold and indifferent tone. 

Beatrice gritted her teeth and stubbornly tugged at the blanket, refusing to budge. There came a rustling sound from behind, and by the time she realized it, the man had already turned around and stood in front of her. 

Facing his 

hand. 

gaze, Beatrice instinctively pulled the blanket over her face, but he stopped her with his 

He held her chin and lifted it slightly, saying, “That kick of yours, Oscar might never recover from it in his lifetime.” 

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Beatrice didn’t understand why he suddenly brought up this matter. 

Caden shifted his position on the pillow, moving closer to her. 

Breaths intertwined, gazes met. 

His eyes, which used to always be filled with coldness, cast a warm golden glow under her warm–colored bedside lamp. 

He emitted a faint halo from the top of his head to the tips of his hair, even his voice was tinged with warmth. 

“Beatrice, it was not your fault.” 

Beatrice’s heart felt like it had been hit, and her voice was hoarse as she said, “Isn’t it?” Caden raised his hand and rubbed her eye corner, speaking firmly, “No. Don’t punish yourself for someone else’s mistake, and don’t force yourself with things that haven’t happened.” 

The moment she heard it, tears welled up in Beatrice’s eyes. 

down and cried. 

She thought she had almost adjusted, but she still broke down 

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In her tears were her child, her past life, her everything…. 

“Wuwuwu… Uncle.” 

“I was not your uncle,” Caden emphasized, furrowing his brow. 

“Uncle.” 

“Never mind,” Caden rubbed his forehead, “Stop crying, we can’t continue like this.” 

“What…” 

Caden leaned in and kissed her. 

Beatrice hesitated for a moment, but her instinctive raised hand was tightly held by him, and the fingers that were clasped together trembled slightly. 

The calm room had some subtle noises. 

The gradually intensifying breath, the 

murmurs 

between the lips and teeth… 

Beatrice wanted to struggle, but she couldn’t muster any strength and could only stare at the man in front of her with wide eyes. 

In a daze, it seemed as if I saw a glimmer of light flowing in his dark eyes, and a fleeting touch of imperceptible tenderness flashed in the depths of his pupils. 

The next second, he half–supported his body, slightly moved away from his lips, and whispered, “Beatrice, who am I?” 

Beatrice didn’t have time to think, the name had already slipped from her lips. 

“Caden.” 

“Yes, just remember it’s me.” 

The man lowered his gaze and looked at her. Without waiting for her answer, another kiss fell, and his hands gently caressed her as if they had a magical power. 

Covering little by little the places Oscar had once touched. 

The body, which was originally a little cold, instantly became scorching hot. 

Beatrice’s head grew increasingly dizzy, and just as she couldn’t bear it any longer, Caden restrainedly let go of her. 

He lowered his head and slowed down, then reached out to turn on the room’s main light, and then picked up a bowl of porridge on the bedside. 

“Your mom made it, saying it’s your favorite. These past few days, you haven’t been eating it, but she and Ryan have been eating it every day.”