Chapter 713: Caden's jaw clenched as anger surged through him. He kicked his chair aside and stormed out, his mind racing with unspoken fears.
Benedict set out immediately, his mind racing. Whether the rumors about Alicia were true or baseless, he had to see for himself. If they proved false, it would be a relief. But if they were true, he needed to find a way to contain the damage, at least until Caden was free from his current obligations.
The car screeched to a halt outside the hotel, the chaos of the bustling ground floor hitting him as soon as he entered the building. Benedict's chest tightened — he might have arrived too late.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtPushing past the throng of people, he hurried up the stairs, ignoring the curious glances thrown his way.
Inside the suite, Alicia was jarred awake by the noise. Her eyes fluttered open, her head pounding as though split in two. Disoriented, she glanced around the room, memories of the night before rushing back in jagged fragments.
Dread pooled in her stomach. She sat up quickly, the blanket slipping to reveal she was clad only in her undergarments, red scratches crisscrossing her skin. Her breath caught as her gaze shifted to Blake, lying next to her, equally undressed and deathly still. Her eyes widened in horror at the sight of dried blood under his fingernails and streaking the white sheets. The shattered vase on the floor explained the cut on his arm. Blake's face was pale, almost lifeless, as he lay unconscious.
Heart racing, Alicia forced herself to get dressed. She reached over and shook him, her voice quivering.
Your story source galnove"Blake... wake up." Blake didn't move. Suddenly, a loud commotion erupted from outside the room. Alicia's pulse quickened as a crowd of reporters surged into the room, their cameras clicking furiously, flashes blinding her eyes. Clutching the torn blanket to cover herself, Alicia's mind went blank, unable to process what was happening. But this was exactly the scene the reporters craved — a scandal ready to be devoured. Their cameras crowded her, nearly brushing against her face as questions and accusations flew.
Dizzy with shock, Alicia stood paralyzed, unable to form a single word. Through the frenzied crowd, a figure pushed forward, breaking through the chaos. Hope flickered in her chest for a brief moment as she squinted through the harsh lights.
"Caden?" she thought, her heart leaping. But as her vision cleared, she realized it was Benedict. The fragile spark in her heart snuffed out instantly.
Benedict, breathless and disheveled, took in the scene with wide eyes. Shock and disgust hardened his features. Without warning, he raised his hand and struck Alicia across the face, the sound echoing sharply through the room.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmAlicia's body was nearly hurled across the room. She collided with the foot of the bed before rebounding onto it, her long hair spilling over her face in wild disarray, amplifying her disheveled appearance.
"You wretch! How could you betray Caden like this?" Benedict's rage was unmistakable, his words forcing their way through gritted teeth.
The metallic tang of blood filled Alicia's mouth as it trickled from her split lip. Half of her face throbbed with a stinging numbness, but the pain wa was a fleeting thought. Her trembling hands instinctively cradled her lower abdomen as she curled into herself, desperately trying to vanish from the nightmare unfolding around her.