Chapter 376: Scars
Rain bit her lower lip as she made her way back to her bedroom, though she stopped by the billiards room first. According to Sanya, the elders were gathered there. Through the transparent wall, she saw her Aunt Melanie laughing and chatting warmly with Aunt Vernice, while Uncle Ben and Father Frock were engrossed in a game of billiards.
A sense of peace settled in Rain’s heart as she watched her aunt’s happiness. "I won’t let you go back to that hell," she murmured softly, thinking of the Clayton Mansion. Sanya had mentioned William’s suggestion, sending Aunt Melanie or even Rain herself back to uncover the truth about their real family.
Rain inhaled deeply. She knew the plan would be more effective if Aunt Melanie went, as Tim Clayton was far more likely to trust her than Rain, who openly resented him. The thought of Tim, the man who had sold her to Michael, made Rain’s blood boil. She doubted she could keep her emotions in check if she faced him directly.
But no matter how logical William’s plan seemed, Rain couldn’t bear the idea of risking Aunt Melanie’s safety or well-being. ’There has to be another way,’ she thought firmly. She would find a way to uncover the truth without putting her beloved aunt in danger.
Deciding not to interrupt the harmonious fun of the elders, Rain turned away from the billiards room and headed upstairs to the bedroom. When she entered, she found Alexander already there, dressed in his sleepwear.
"My things are all back in here," he said timidly, a hint of vulnerability in his tone.
Rain’s lips curved into a smile as she walked toward him and wrapped her arms around his waist. His familiar, masculine scent filled her senses, and she buried her face against his chest. "Welcome back to our bedroom," she whispered warmly.
Alexander chuckled softly and replied, "This might actually be an advantage for you."
Rain pulled back slightly, her brows furrowing as she looked up at him. "What do you mean?" she asked, her voice tinged with curiosity.