Fortunate to Have You This Lifetime-Chapter 727 - Don’t Fall for His Trick_1

Chapter 727 -727 Don’t Fall for His Trick_1

Purple Summers returned to the small western-style house, let Tiny roam free, and sat alone on the living room couch.

In front of Nathaniel Summers, she seemed calm and collected, but inside her heart was a tangled mess!

Every word Nathaniel said struck her heart directly! The chaotic thoughts in her mind, like dust shaken up, floated high and wouldn’t settle down.

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What on earth was going on?

Was Nathaniel bluffing? Or… could it be that he really had a witness? A witness who could prove Alexander was guilty?

Purple’s heart panicked.

She didn’t dare to think further.

If Jade Carlson’s death was indeed linked to Alexander, what would that mean? It meant… the secret that Jade was about to reveal was highly detrimental to Alexander!

…No, she shouldn’t doubt Alexander.

That entire night when she received Jade’s call, Alexander had been with her the whole time; there was no chance for him to arrange that murder!

But…

What if she had fallen asleep? He only needed to give an order, and someone outside would take care of everything…

Purple bent down, hugged her knees tightly, and felt as if a spike pierced her chest. She couldn’t breathe and was in pain.

At that moment, she thought: Perhaps this was Nathaniel’s goal, to make her endure the torment with him since he was in pain.

Alexander’s love for her was something she was very clear about; he was the least likely person to harm her in this world.

With this thought, Purple’s heart settled down…

“It’s alright,” she inhaled slowly, whispering to herself, “It’s just a psychological trap, don’t fall into his scheme.”

Purple felt Nathaniel was bluffing, claiming to have a witness was false, but harboring malice was true. As long as she didn’t fall into disarray, Nathaniel had no way to deal with her.

She collected her scattered thoughts and calmed her restlessness, but she couldn’t help feeling insecure.

Especially thinking about Tiny’s unusual behavior, Purple felt Nathaniel’s presence was a threat, as if it could destroy her now peaceful and blissful life at any moment.

This feeling made her both restless and frightened.

Because she was wary of Nathaniel, Purple stayed inside the house all day and did not go to the garden. She used to enjoy walking with Tiny in the garden, but now she simply could not.

When night fell and she lay in bed, the nightmare from the previous night made her feel even more uncomfortable.

Tossing and turning, unable to sleep, she even subconsciously resisted falling asleep for fear of having another nightmare. Purple eventually got up, tiptoed to the next room, to Alexander’s room.

He wasn’t home, but there seemed to be a faint scent of him in the pillows and sheets; it might have been an illusion, but let it be a comfort…

Purple wrapped herself tightly in the comforter.

…

Alexander didn’t come back until the middle of the night.

He had spent the entire day at the hospital, exhausted. The first thing he did when he got home was to check on Purple.

Purple’s room was empty.

Alexander paused slightly in confusion. Where had Purple gone?

In the bathroom? Or was she not at home? Had she gone to stay overnight at a classmate’s gathering?

Alexander returned to his room, puzzled, turned on the light, and saw a lump under the sheets on his bed, with long, dark hair spilling out, and a delicate fragrance lingering in the room.

Alexander couldn’t help but smile wryly.

Why had she crawled into his bed? Could the little one want to change rooms again?

His attention had been all on Damian Howard in the past two days, and he was out of touch with what was happening at home, oblivious to Nathaniel’s return.

Alexander walked over, slightly pulled the comforter down, revealing Purple’s tender white charming face.

Purple, sensing something, hugged his arm with her eyes closed.

She was sleeping in a daze, sniffed closer to his arm, and immediately frowned in distaste, “It smells so bad, like disinfectant.”

Of course, there would be a smell after staying at the hospital for so long. Watching her act so delicately was a bit funny to Alexander, who said, “I’ll go wash then.”

“Wait a while…” she murmured with her eyes closed, cuddling like a dependant bird, hugging his arm and not wanting to let go, “Wait until I fall asleep, then you can go wash…”