Burn the Marriage, Keep the Crown novel Chapter 281

However, this time, it really did seem like Cynthia Lynwood had only come to warn her.

Serena drove around for a long while, but nothing happened.

Still, she couldn’t shake the unease.

Better safe than sorry.

She gave her car a thorough check, making sure everything was in order before finally pulling out onto the road.

…

Hotel.

When Frederick Foster stepped into the suite, he almost wondered if he’d gotten the wrong room.

The place was pitch-black—there wasn’t a single light on.

Only the faint glow from the hallway let him barely make out Aaron sitting in the living room.

He flicked on the lights.

Suddenly, the room was awash in brightness.

But the figure on the couch didn’t move an inch. He just sat there, utterly still, as if he’d turned to stone.

Frederick walked over and immediately caught the heavy scent of alcohol clinging to Aaron.

He frowned. “What’s going on with you?”

Aaron sat slumped forward, apparently oblivious to Frederick’s arrival.

Left with no choice, Frederick reached out and tapped Aaron’s shoulder.

But the moment his hand made contact, Aaron jerked away as if burned, shaking him off with a snap.

“Don’t touch me!”

His voice was cold and sharp as a blade.

Frederick’s frown deepened. Now that he was closer, he could see Aaron’s eyes—bloodshot, icy, and full of anguish.

“What is wrong with you?” Frederick pulled out his phone. “I’m calling a doctor.”