#Chapter 165: A Doctor’s Opinion

[Evelyn’s POV] Fucking what?!! I almost spat my tea clear across the patio. I snapped my hand over my mouth and proceeded to fall into a manic coughing fit. Henry’s eyes widened in concern. He sat up in his chair and reached across the table to rest a worried hand on my shoulder. “Are you alright?” he asked. I fought to gain better control of my breathing by taking in several deep, slow breaths. I ignored the sudden tears that prickled the corners of my eyes and forced out the words I’d been trying to say. “Did you just say Hemlock?” I gasped. Henry begrudgingly nodded his head. “I didn’t believe it myself at first,” he commented. “I must have the tests at least half a dozen times and each time, they came back the same.” I gently shook my head, still struggling to grasp the situation. While I had personally battled against the nasty effects of Belladonna, it was hardly anything compared to Hemlock. When it came to distribution, Belladonna was naturally admi