Chapter 18

Rosalie was a horrible mess. Her hair and clothes were disheveled, while filth and tear tracks stained her face. She looked like a demon that had crawled out from the deepest depths of hell. Clutching Andrew to her tightly, she locked herself in a room. No matter who came to talk to her, she absolutely refused to open the door. When Marissa saw that Stephen had finally returned, she was utterly relieved. "Stephen, Rosalie has gone mad! Andy is innocent, so you have to save him!" Stephen didn't look too good. His complexion was noticeably pale. Exhaustion shone in his bloodshot eyes as he nodded and ordered the door to be broken down. Then, he slowly walked inside. "Rosalie, didn't you want to see me? I'm here now, so let Andy go!" Inside the room, Rosalie's head snapped up, and when she met Stephen's eyes, she abruptly burst into laughter. The sound was hysterical, tinged with a hint of desolation as it echoed in the room. It was a truly eerie sound. "Stephen, I heard you went to