Not Just a Sleeping Pill
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He listened to the recording from that night from beginning to end. The more he listened, the colder he felt. He knew exactly who the doctor in the recording was.
He gripped the steering wheel tightly as he took a deep breath. He headed straight toward where Mr. Duncan lived as soon as he found the location.
Mr. Duncan had been on edge the whole day. He anxiously waited for the news from Amelia.
But instead of Amelia, a group of bodyguards arrived instead.
Before he could utter a word, one of the bodyguards threw him a check for thirty million dollars. They stated that it was to send him abroad.
Mr. Duncan’s eyes lit up, assuming that Amelia had made this arrangement for him. Without any hesitation, he immediately took his wife and left.
When Nolan arrived at the scene, the place was already empty. He even looked for Mr. Duncan at the hospital, but Nolan couldn’t find him anywhere.
Mr. Duncan had disappeared completely.
Since Nolan wasn’t able to find him, he couldn’t help but start doubting again. Has the voice in the recording been tampered with?
Nolan handed the recording over to an expert, and they quickly gave him an answer.
“There are no signs of synthesizing in Milly Summer’s voice. I didn’t find any traces of editing either. If you still have doubts, why don’t you just go look for the doctor?”
Nolan hung up and dialed Amelia’s number again.
He wanted to hear her voice himself.
Her phone rang. However, at that moment, she was showering in the bathroom.
Her clothes were stained with blood and required changing.
Dylan glanced at the phone screen flashing on the bed. When he noticed the caller ID, he went to turn off the phone.
Despite calling several more times, no one picked up.
After ten minutes, Amelia limped out of the bathroom.
She was injured in both her arms and legs. She couldn’t get them wet, nor could she stay in the bathroom for too long.
This wasn’t her first time showering in Dylan’s bathroom. She’d accepted that she was just a “sleeping pill to him and had become quite comfortable with that idea.
Her brows furrowed when she saw the missed calls from Nolan.
Just as she was about to call Nolan back, Dylan spoke up.
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“I’m going to sleep.”
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Amelia immediately put her phone down. “Okay, Mr. Hale, you rest. I should start working as your sleeping pill now.”
He had already showered before. Dylan’s Adam’s apple bobbed as he looked at her face before looking away again.
Amelia heard him murmur, “You’re not a sleeping pill.”
Huh? Then what was she?
She didn’t know, and it didn’t feel right to ask.
Dylan lay down on the bed. Since Amelia was in too much pain to fall asleep, she sat by the bed as she saw him read a book.
“Mr. Hale, I noticed that you’re walking with more difficulty than before. Would you like me to massage your leg?”
“Mm.”
Amelia just wanted something to do. Since he agreed, she immediately moved closer.
However, just as her hand came into contact with his leg, a voice sounded outside.
“Dylan, are you asleep?”
It was Carrie Hale’s voice.
Amelia’s hand froze in mid–air. She immediately retracted her hands and jumped up in panic, scrambling to find a hiding place.
Carrie was extremely possessive of Dylan. If she ever saw the two of them alone in a room, she would probably burn Amelia alive on the spot.
Amelia had also learned from Mrs. Sally in Palm Bay that Carrie had a close relationship with Dylan. Carrie was one of the few women who could freely enter and exit Palm Bay.
Just as Amelia stood up, Dylan grabbed her wrist.
In a panic, she ended up hurting herself, and she tried to wiggle out.
Dylan reassured her gently, “It’s okay.”
Only then did she sit back down and relax. She realized that she may have overreacted.
Carrie’s concerned voice called out again, “Dylan?”
Dylan turned a page of his book and answered, “What is it?”
Carrie quickly apologized, “I was too impulsive. I shouldn’t have made a scene at Palm Bay. Please don’t be mad, okay? I haven’t seen you in so long.”
She sounded more aggrieved the more she spoke.
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“Besides, everyone knows how vicious Amelia is, yet you still brought her along. I know you’re only doing it for my brother’s sake, but how could that woman deserve to be here? Aren’t you afraid she’ll defile this place? Dylan, I brought you a gift, so please don’t be angry.”
Amelia had heard everything from inside the room. She felt a bit awkward since the conversation involved her.
If Carrie ever found out that the “vicious woman” she was talking about was alone in a room with her beloved Dylan, she’d probably lose her mind.
Amelia sighed as she heard Dylan ask softly, “What’s wrong?”
She looked down awkwardly. “I was just wondering when you’ll find a girlfriend, Mr. Hale.”
It was only supposed to be her inner monologue, but somehow it slipped out. She immediately tried to explain, “No, what I meant was that she seems a bit too dependent on you. Maybe it’ll get better once you get married.”
Amelia scratched her neck in embarrassment, but Dylan caught her wrist.
“Don’t scratch it. You’re injured.”
“Huh? Oh, okay.”
She lowered her hand. But she quickly pulled away when she felt the warmth of his palm.
Her mind was a little dazed when she suddenly heard him ask, “Do you care that much about when I’ll find a girlfriend?”
That question sounded almost like she was secretly pining for him.
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