Chapter 444

"After you left, Victor kept going after Evangeline, trying to force her to reveal your whereabouts."

"She refused to talk, so Victor sent a dozen men to humiliate her."

"Right now, rumors of your death are all over Serenity City."

"You know what kind of person Victor is. Once he believes you're dead, he won't hesitate to transfer his hatred to Evangeline, blaming her for helping you escape, which led to your death."

"When that happens, Finn might not be able to protect her."

"You can keep running, but I hope you'll let everyone know you're still alive. At least that will give Evangeline a chance to live."

Soren's words echoed in her ears, one by one.

Theresa clenched her fists, her face pale.

Of course, she hadn't fully believed Soren's words, but after she returned, she asked her aunt, Sybil, and got confirmation.

After she left, Evangeline had suffered greatly.

That was something she never wanted to see happen.

She had to put an end to it all.

As she was lost in thought, a maid came downstairs holding an empty IV bottle. It looked like she had just come from Victor's room.

Theresa immediately went over and asked in a gossipy tone, "How is... Mr. Lockridge?"

The maid paused, glancing at her with a questioning look. "Are you new here?"

Theresa nodded.

The maid looked around and warned, "If you're new, just do your job. Don't go prying into things that don't concern you."

"Mr. Lockridge hates it when people gossip."

With that, the maid hurried away.

Theresa, having failed to get any information, felt a little dejected.

In her memory, the atmosphere at the Lockridge estate had always been rather somber, but now it seemed even more oppressive, almost deathly quiet.

She had tried asking other maids for information before, but they all had the same reaction.

It seemed that if she wanted to know about Victor's condition, she would have to find a way to get close to him.

After a moment's thought, Theresa glanced around. Seeing no one was paying attention to her, she slowly headed upstairs with her cleaning tools.

When she reached the floor where Victor's room was, she arrived at the door just in time to see the doctor and a bodyguard coming out.

"I've checked him. Mr. Lockridge has simply fallen into a deep sleep. All his vitals are normal," the doctor said.

The bodyguard frowned. "Are you sure? It's been so long. Mr. Lockridge has never slept this long before."

"I'm certain, the doctor said with a

small smile. "Mr. Lockridge has been suffering from chronic insomnia,

and the

and the intervals between his episodes have been getting longer recently."

"The fact that he can sleep this long today might be a sign that his condition is improving."

Hearing this, the bodyguard was pleased but still a bit puzzled. "But why?"

The doctor explained, "Perhaps he received some good news that allowed him to relax mentally. Or maybe he's returned to a state where he feels safe, so he's refaxed. Overall, it's a good sign."

The bodyguard thought for a moment.

Before this, Victor had been about to take them to deal with Evangeline.

Evangeline only made him angry, so that certainly couldn't be described as a state of safety.

But if it was good news-

For years, Victor's obsession had been Theresa. The only thing that could be considered good news would be related to her.

But the only recent news about Theresa was the discovery of her belongings and

the widespread rumors of her death.

How could any of that be considered good news?

He couldn't figure it out.

"This might be the subconscious at work," the doctor said.

"Memories aren't just what the brain remembers. Smells, sounds, touch... all of these can trigger memories, and they might evoke feelings of relaxation and safety..."

The two of them continued walking as they talked.

Theresa kept her head down, trying to make herself as unnoticeable as possible, but the bodyguard still spotted her.