BookToReadChapter 162
Joshua stood with his back to her, tall and imposing, his features chiseled and unyielding. As Sue poured out her
heart, recounting the horrors she had endured, his expression remained as still as stone.
Sue's voice cracked with emotion, "Every day, | kept telling myself | had to survive, to get out alive, just to see
you again. If | died, I'd never get to see you..."
"Joshua, please," she pleaded, her voice trembling, "I'm begging you, just stay with me. I'm losing my mind.
Every t| close my eyes, those monsters are there. The pain inside is a thousand times worse than any
physical pain..."
Her words were broken by her sobs. "Just talk to me, please? Even if it's only to scold me... just don't leave...
you're the only light in my life!"
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Most men would be moved by a declaration of being someone's beacon of hope. But not Joshua. His heart
remained untouched, and he didn't even spare her a backward glance.
Without hesitation, he turned and left. Sue watched the back of Joshua's indifferent, resolute figure disappear,
and with it, the last spark of hope in her eyes faded away.
Outside the basement, Joshua turned to his bodyguard. "Find a way to get her to talk. We need useful
information."
"Yes, sir."
Did he have compassion? Sympathy? Maybe he had them buried somewhere. But not for someone who had
nearly harmed Allie. Just over a month ago, Sue had almost killed Allie. Anyone who threatened Allie would face
the consequences.
Once outside the complex, Joshua checked his watch. It was ten o'clock. Allie would be waking up hungry.
Allison had been exhausted from Joshua's attentions the night before and slept deeply into the afternoon The
curtains were half-drawn, letting in streams of sunlight that cast a warm glow on the pale blue comforter at the
foot of the bed. Dost particles danced in the light, creating a gentle trail.
As Allison woke, her senses were greeted by the mouthwatering aroma of food. Clad in her cute
stumbled out of bed, eyes halfel
pajamas and hair tousled, she
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and followed the delicious scent.
Three dishes and two bowls of rice were beautifully arranged on the dining room table. The soft hum of the
kitchen fan filled the air.
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Allison was curious and peeked into the kitchen. Joshua emerged, wearing an apron and carrying a bowl! of soup.
"You're up?"
He placed the soup on the dining table. It was Allison's favorite chicken soup.
"You must be starving. Go wash up and let's eat," Joshua said, still in his apron, looking every bit the picture of a
domestic husband.
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Allison was still a bit groggy, and looked at him with sleepy eyes. "You're still here?"
And he'd whipped up quite the meal.
Joshua took off his apron. "I figured you'd be hungry when you woke up, so | went shopping and cooked for you."
Allison rubbed her eyes, her voice soft and sweet, pulling at the heartstrings. "You're quite the homemaker."
"Only for you," Joshua replied, his eyes filled with a tenderness that seemed to wrap around her like a warm
embrace.
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