Chapter 238

Edward Hawthorne froze halfway through the turn, suddenly realizing something he’d been waiting for was finally happening. A shadow flickered through his dark eyes, and the light in them dimmed in a blink. But when he turned fully, his face was still calm and composed. He gave the pup in his hands a gentle nudge into his chest. “She’s mine.” Alice Sterling's eyes briefly scanned over the dog. The little fluffball looked spotless and wore a tiny outfit—it was obvious she’d been well cared for. Alice's anxious heart finally settled down. “You came… just to see her?” “No, I... I came to grab a few clothes. I forgot them when I left.” She didn’t want Edward to see through her panic—that she knew it might be a trap but still came running. So she tossed out a random excuse and slowly walked toward the bedroom. The room was exactly the same as it was the day she left. Even the pajamas she had tossed on the foot of the bed hadn’t been touched. The sight made her eyes burn. They could’ve had su