Chapter 53

Chapter 53 Repeated Calls At Delbert’s villa, they had dinner together.

Then Delbert headed to his study to handle some work, while Harriet skipped upstairs to rest.

Lounging on the bed, she picked up her phone and was greeted with a flood of missed calls, all from Vernon.

Vernon, who had once captivated her with his charming smile, was nothing but a despicable scumbag.

She had been foolishly infatuated with him, believing he was the best person in the world and eagerly following his every whim.

Even a fleeting smile from him would bring her immense joy.

Little did she know, he had been using her all along, and his heart belonged to Nora.

He merely enjoyed the feeling of being admired by Harriet.

Now Harriet was no longer that fool who blindly followed him.

Vernon must be driven mad by her repeated rejection of his calls.

Harriet checked the text messages and read Vernon’s words of concern.

[Harriet, why didn’t you answer my calls? Did something happen on the island?]

[If you’re unhappy, you can tell me. | will always be your protector!]

Harriet felt sick to her stomach.

Vernon’s ability to make others feel disgusted was truly remarkable.

She scrolled further down and noticed a text message from Molly.

She stared at the words for a long time, her eyes dimming before she let out a sigh.

Some debts couldn’t be repaid.

She owed Molly too much in her previous life.

Harriet waited in the bedroom for Delbert to return but ended up falling asleep.

When Delbert finished his official duties and quietly entered the bedroom, he saw Harriet fast asleep.

Not wanting to wake her, he quietly removed his coat and got into bed. He intended to hold her in his arms and have sweet dreams together.

Suddenly, his eyes narrowed when he noticed something unusual on her back.

In the moonlight, a crescent-shaped scar faintly gleamed, a scar he had never seen before in this house.

Confusion clouded Delbert’s mind. ‘Why did Harriet suddenly have this scar?”

He touched it with his fingers, with pain flickering in his eyes.

Harriet had always feared pain, so any injury she suffered would undoubtedly be excruciating.

If only he had taken her away at that time, she wouldn’t have lost her memory and forgotten him.

The next day, near noon, it was time to leave for Milton’s house.

Cory’s car was already waiting outside. Delbert grew impatient as Harriet hadn’t come down yet.

Deciding to find out what was taking her so long, he hoped she wasn’t up to anything behind his back.

Unbeknownst to him, Harriet was struggling to change clothes in the cloakroom.

Perhaps because of the luxurious life in the villa and Delbert’s attentive care, she had gained weight in the last two days. Now her dress no longer fit.