Chapter 317

I spent the night tossing and turning. Catherine was behind everything? Somehow, part of me refused to believe it. It wasn’t that I still had any sisterly feelings for her. It was just that… it didn’t seem like her. She was catty and vengeful, and she wasn’t above resorting to low tricks to get at me. But her tactics usually involved spreading rumours, backstabbing, or sabotaging my relationships. I’d have more readily believed if she’d tried to seduce Ashton than hired a gunman to kill me. Where would she even go to find people like that? But Ashton’s network of contacts was far more powerful than mine, and I had no reason to doubt what his men had dug up. Besides, Catherine had confessed, hadn’t she? Shaking those thoughts away, I dragged myself out of bed when the alarm rang. Against the doctors’ wishes and mine, Ashton had checked out of the hospital and come home. I insisted we take separate bedrooms. I’m a restless sleeper; I toss and turn, and I was terrified I’d accidentally ki