Rising from the Ashes The Heiress They Tried to Erase Novel

Chapter 1109 Chapter 1111: He didn't wish for her to believe that he lacked faith in her. The next morning, commotion sounded from the upper floor. Roland, no longer his composed self, was scrambling into his clothes and dashing downstairs. His recollection was hazy, only remembering Pattie approaching him, claiming that she had crucial matters to tell. Then... he drank too much. When he awakened, he discovered himself lying across a broad bed. Roland's throat burned with a fierce thirst. A pounding ache throbbed in his temples, and strangely, his dreams had been filled with Maia's face.

As he made his way downstairs, his steps faltered at the sight of a woman stretched across the sofa. "Maia?" Roland's eyes widened in shock. The polished composure he carried in court was gone, replaced by a rare look of disarray as he stopped in place. Before he could gather himself, a languid voice drifted from behind. Roland spun around to see Pattie gliding forward, stifling a yawn, her silk nightgown catching the dim light. The delicate fabric clung to Pattie's shape, emphasizing every graceful curve. "Why are you awake so early?" Pattie asked.

Roland's thoughts scattered, his mind thrown into chaos. Had he really spent the night at Pattie's villa? But then... why was Maia here? Roland's throat tightened, and he forced out, "Last night, I..." At that moment, Maia stirred and sat up, having dozed off on the sofa the night before. Stories live now on galnσℓ․o Her calm voice greeted them as they descended the stairs. "Good morning, Pattie. Good morning, Roland." The simple words struck Roland like a sudden blow, snapping him into awareness. Confusion and guilt tangled in Roland's chest, his emotions colliding all at once.

He turned quickly toward Maia. "Please don't misunderstand. Pattie asked for my help last night, and after that-" "You don't owe me an explanation." Maia cut in smoothly. Then she shifted her gaze to Pattie. "You should be explaining yourself to her. After all, that precious antique vase was shattered last night." "That's true! Thanks for reminding me, Maia-I nearly forgot." Pattie stepped forward, holding out her hand. "Mr. Cullen, you'll have to compensate me for that." At Erygan Hospital, Rosanna arrived bright and early, carrying breakfast for Jarrod with a thoughtful smile.

Once the meal was done, Rosanna wasted no time and pulled a phone from her bag. "Jarrod, I have good news. The phone's working again." . . .