NovelEndChapter 194 At this hour, only Sawyer remained standing at the entrance of the research center.
Once he realized that Dr. Patten wasn't going to take his father's case, any last hope Sawyer had fizzled out completely.
Holbrook's illness couldn't be delayed any longer; Sawyer knew he couldn't afford to waste another minute. He immediately called the hospital that had previously treated his father and agreed to proceed with the surgery.
After returning hfrom the research center, Sawyer wasted no tlaunching a thorough investigation of everyone in the house. To his shock, it wasn't the nurse who'd been caring for his father that he found suspicious, but rather the woman who slept beside him every night-his own wife.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThat night, sleeplessness loomed over the Iverson family like a dark cloud.
Sawyer summoned everyone into the living room. He sat on the sofa, his expression stormy and unreadable; no one could guess what was going through his mind.
Aline rubbed her eyes anxiously. The memory of what she'd done sent a tremor of unease through her, but she quickly calmed herself, recalling the promise she'd received: the poison would be nearly impossible to trace. Her composure returned almost immediately.
She approached Sawyer cautiously, settling beside him and gently placing her hand over his. Her voice was soft and soothing. "Darling, it's so late. Has something happened?" She was about to say more, but suddenly Sawyer's expression changed. He shoved her away with such force that Aline tumbled to the floor.
Sawyer worked out regularly and was strong; with that one push, Aline crashed hard onto the polished floorboards.
"Get away from me." Sawyer glared at her in utter disgust, a tangle of emotions warring inside him.
He'd suspected nearly everyone-except for the woman he shared his bed with. The very idea that it was his wife who'd poisoned his father was unthinkable.
In his mind, Aline had always been gentle and considerate. He never would have imagined she was capable of something so vicious.
Aline, startled and shaken, looked up at Sawyer with wide, pleading eyes. Her voice was barely a whisper. "Darling, did I do something wrong?" She racked her brain, trying desperately to figure out why he was so angry. Fear knotted in her chest. Jeanette had never seen her father explode like this. She stared at him, terrified, but mustered the courage to speak up for Aline. "Dad, why are you treating Mom like this? There must be smisunderstanding." No sooner had Jeanette spoken than Clifford and Norton jumped in as well.
"Yeah, Dad, Aline's been taking care of the family for years. How could you treat her like this?" Clifford shot Sawyer a reproachful look, then crouched down to help Aline up off the floor.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmNorton, guessing that his father's mood had been foul for days, pinched the bridge of his nose and tried to reason with him. "Dad, I get that you've been under a lot of stress lately, but that's no excuse to take it out on Aline."
Sawyer stared at them, disbelief etched on his face. He looked at each of them in turn, then let out a Bitter min turn, tt laugh. "Well, isn't this something. Not a single one of my beloved children is willing to stand up for me."
For a moment, his mind drifted to Citrine. No matter what he said on did, that girl had always believed in him, always supported him without question.
Noticing his father's darkening expression, Norton tried to soften his tone, attempting to explain. "Dad, m NO We're not taking Aline's side. We just think you should have a reason for being so angry." Sawyer ignored him. His gaze, cold and sharp as a blade, locked onto Aline.
"Aline, answerthis: why did you poison Dad's herbal broth?" No. There was no way he could know.
Aline's eyes widened in shock, her composure finally cracking as panic flickered across her face.
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