Pampered by My Secret Husband

Chapter 1194 - 1196: Let’s Go, I’ll Have Breakfast with You

Cheryl Chew...Raina Bell’s haggard facial color immediately blossomed into an unusual expression. She excitedly dragged her barely conscious legs to the doorway, "Are you Miss Fit?!"

"I am."

Raina Bell was so excited that tears wetted her eye sockets. Did God finally see her?

Did He finally hear the call from her heart?

Cheryl Chew, she was Cheryl Chew, Cheryl Chew had come before her.

"Miss Fit, can I take a look at you?"

Cheryl Chew, who was separated by one door, subconsciously wanted to agree when she heard this sentence, but looking at the door blocking her view, she hesitated.

"But, I can’t see you..."

"Can you look at me from the window? I have something to say to you..."

Cheryl Chew’s heart was beating wildly with nervousness. She nodded uncontrollably as if under a spell, and somewhat, wanted to see just how much Raina Bell resembled her.

"Wait a moment." Cheryl Chew set up the easel. Her body was slender, and she used it for support, placing both hands against the door panel.

Gradually standing straight, through the small window, borrowing the dim light inside the room, she saw a haggard face.

"You..." Her sight moved down, falling upon Raina Bell’s legs.

What kind of legs were those...

To say it was shocking would be an understatement for the fright Cheryl Chew felt. Amid her shock, she fell off the easel and hit the ground hard.

"Miss Fit, do you also feel that I look like you?" Raina Bell quietly sobbed, "Ever since I became aware, I’ve been an orphan, chosen to be a female slave..."

Under Raina Bell’s narrative, Cheryl Chew seemed to see a child, lonely and helpless, growing step by step, with every step particularly arduous.

The man in black on shift saw the doorway was open, so he came in looking for someone.

Seeing Cheryl Chew, he immediately escorted her out.

Returning to the bedroom, Cheryl Chew was in a daze, her brain muddled, wanting to ask Thomas Shannon what really was happening.

Before she finished speaking, she already lost consciousness.

Cheryl Chew looked at Thomas Shannon, repeating the question she asked just now, "Brother Shannon, who is the girl kept in the basement?"

Her face was ashen, as if she hadn’t recovered from last night’s tension.

Her slender body swayed, and her eyes bore an uncommon stubbornness.

Stubbornly wanting an answer.

Thomas Shannon stood up, holding her shoulder with one hand, "Fit, how are you feeling, anywhere uncomfortable?"

Thomas Shannon was used to being cold, neither too close nor too distant towards her.

But now, his words of concern seemed to her to carry a different intention to change the topic.

She shook her head, biting her lip, "Brother Shannon, tell me, who is she?"

Even though she already knew she was Raina Bell, she stubbornly wanted to hear the answer from him.

"Breakfast is ready, let’s go. I’ll accompany you for breakfast." Thomas Shannon held her shoulder, guiding her into the Restaurant.

After breakfast, Thomas Shannon left, never providing any explanation or answers throughout.

Cheryl Chew once again went to the basement, was blocked by the man in black not allowing her entry, but upon barging in, she discovered Raina Bell was missing.

She was no longer in the room she previously stayed in.

Cheryl Chew started to feel scared, had she harmed her?

Her eye sockets felt warm, tears hovered in her eyes.