Chapter 174 Death by the New Drug

Late into the night, all was silent. Only a dim, yellow lamp was lit in the bedroom. Lila lay on the soft, large bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep. From outside, the gentle moonlight seeped through the window like a layer of shimmering water, outlining the nearby couch. Rhett lay there quietly, his breathing steady, seemingly fast asleep. After some time, Lila couldn't hold back and called out softly, "Rhett." A barely perceptible sound came from the couch. "We can't keep lying to Mrs. Draven Senior like this," she said, her voice carrying a trace of struggle and guilt. The room was silent for a few seconds. Then she heard him make a faint, muffled nasal grunt like that of someone barely waking up. Lila figured that he was exhausted and half-asleep, so she didn't disturb him further. She sighed, then burrowed deeper into the covers and forced her eyes shut. The bedroom fell into silence once more. After an unknown length of time had passed, the breathing sound from