Chapter 6

By the time Evan reached the South Island villa, the entire building had burned to ruins.

He staggered towards the inferno, but firefighters stopped him several meters away from the wreckage.

Evan's eyes were bloodshot, his gaze fixed on the building.

"Impossible, this can't be happening..."

"Where were the security and the maid? Didn't I tell you to watch over Cora?"

The bodyguards and maid I had sent away returned hurriedly, looking grim as they faced Evan's hysterical rage.

"It's the Mid-Autumn Festival today. Madam told us to reunite with our families..."

Only then did Evan suddenly remember it was the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Before, Evan never spent festivals with me; Rosalie Taylor always found excuses to take him away.

He claimed to be busy with work or entertaining clients, even when I caught him with Rosalie Taylor.

He would just sigh with feigned helplessness—

"Your sister, I'm just trying to keep her quiet."

"What's that saying? Love me, love my dog? Maybe because I like you so much, I'm willing to be kind to her."

But his kindness to Rosalie Taylor had long surpassed me, becoming an unbalanced, hollow lie.

The so-called affection for me was just a pretense to hide where his true attention lay.

At this moment, the Taylor parents and Rosalie Taylor arrived.

Facing the villa engulfed in flames, Rosalie Taylor's eyes gleamed with excitement.

Feigning concern, she took Evan's arm, speaking in a peculiar tone—

"Brother-in-law, don't worry. Sister wouldn't do anything foolish."

Then she sarcastically sighed: "Sister is just upset because you didn't spend Mid-Autumn Festival with her this year."

"Always threatening to die with the child for sympathy and attention."

"So many times, it's not even annoying?"

When we lost our first child, Evan felt guilty and heartbroken seeing me devastated.

He stayed by my side, holding me, kissing me.

Afraid I might do something drastic if he wasn't watching.

But later, the same things happened so often that he became used to it.

When I cut my wrist, he expressed concern but showed no true care in his eyes.

Even when I attempted to jump, he arrived half an hour late.

Afterwards, he claimed he was in a meeting, and his phone lost signal.

The Taylor parents chimed in: "Exactly! Don't you know that troublemaker?"

"Always talking about dying, cutting wrists, jumping, when has she ever succeeded?"

"Just like when she was a child, pretending to be pitiful, making everyone revolve around her."

Evan didn't respond, just stared at the fire being extinguished.

The next moment, firefighters carried out charred bodies of a woman and a child.

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"We found two bodies at the scene, including a child not yet a full month old."

"Preliminary judgment suggests it's the missing Mrs. Davis and that baby..."