Marriage With A Evil Heart

The worker remained calm, meticulously exploring the room with his instruments. He was very serious about his work. Then he said to Sherry, who had been following him, “Miss, can you help me pull the circuit breaker for your house? I need to test this point.”

“Are you sure it’s here?” Sherry asked impatiently. “There’s nothing wrong with our house.”

“We can’t be sure without pulling the breaker. If we don’t test, we might have to come back another day. Your house might not have any hidden dangers, but regular testing like this is necessary. It prevents disruptions in daily life due to power outages, and it’s difficult for us when people complain every time the power goes out,” the worker explained.

“Fine, quickly. Why is it so troublesome…” Sherry grumbled as her voice faded into the distance.

I quickly got up and ran to the bathroom, taking out the bag of medicine wrapped in a condom and handing it to the worker. He looked at me with a puzzled expression as he took it.

The gaze makes me extremely embarrassed, but I had no choice. For the sake of survival, I couldn’t care about such things.

Before I could dwell on it, I heard Sherry returning. I hurriedly got back to bed.

The worker fiddled for a while, gave some instructions, and then left.

Sherry, perhaps still suspicious, returned to my bed and observed for a while. She even pushed me, but seeing no signs of me waking up, she turned and left.

Everything returned to normal. I breathed a sigh of relief, took out my phone, and opened the surveillance footage. As soon as I got my hands on the phone, I eagerly installed the surveillance software.

In the footage, I saw Sherry going to Charles’s room. It was Charles’s naptime at this moment. Then she casually closed the door and went out, returning later with bags of groceries, indicating a trip to the market.

I silently noted down the time she spent outside. The next day, when she went to the market again, I turned off the surveillance and went to Robert’s study. Unfortunately, I couldn’t find the bunch of keys in the hidden compartment.

This left me somewhat uneasy. Could it be that Robert had discovered the keys had been tampered with? Otherwise, why would he suddenly take them? I searched tirelessly but still couldn’t find them, so I had to give up.Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

I returned downstairs and tried to open the door. As expected, it was locked from the outside, and I couldn’t open it from within. Scarlett was right-I was effectively being held captive while outwardly believed to be overseas seeking medical treatment.

Everything seemed meticulously arranged, and even in death, it seemed no one would ever know.

It wasn’t until the evening of the fourth day that Robert finally reappeared after several days of absence. Upon returning, he came directly to my room and sat on the edge of my bed, staring at me for a long time and I could only remain in a state of “peaceful sleep”.

Till Sherry came to call him for dinner, he stood up. I squinted, silently observing as he walked towards the door. Suddenly, he turned and glanced in my direction, revealing a sinister smile that sent shivers down my spine.

At the moment the door closed, my phone, hidden beneath me, vibrated silently. Startled, I quickly retrieved it, keeping my eyes on the door. I opened the video call, and Scarlett’s confused face appeared on the screen. She spoke, “Daisy, the drug test results are out. The medicine is fine-it’s just a supplement to regulate the body, with no harmful effects!”

“What?” I was shocked, sitting up abruptly, murmuring to myself, “This can’t be possible!”