Return of the Crowned Heiress novel Chapter 443

With just a few words, Kayla managed to regain control of the situation. She came up with a reasonable explanation for herself and portrayed herself as the victim. That way, she could make people forget what she had done, leaving only sympathy and pity for her.

Once Kayla finished speaking, Myra's expression softened considerably.

So, that was what happened. Well, that made some sense.

Myra repeatedly reminded herself that she had brought up Kayla with so much effort, dedicating all her energy and love. She was kind, innocent, naive, and adorable. She was definitely not the cold-hearted, ungrateful person Myra had just imagined her to be.

Gradually, Myra seemed to convince herself.

She paused for a moment before briefly recounting the events of the previous night. However, she skipped over the part about being saved by the girl in black and only mentioned that she was rescued by the police.

Kayla was eager to move past the topic. Although she felt that Myra and Dexter were incredibly lucky, she didn't dare to ask more questions.

Myra continued, "Your dad is injured and in the hospital. He needs someone to care for him. I'll pack some clothes and head over. What about you, Kayla?"

"I'll go too! Mom, I can take care of you and Dad. Don't worry!" Kayla responded.

"Good girl." Myra smiled with relief.

When the mother and daughter arrived at the hospital, Dexter was still unconscious.

To show her care and filial devotion, Kayla prepared a basin of warm water and gently wiped Dexter's face. After that, she used a cotton swab to dab water on Dexter's cracked lips. Even though those were small gestures, her careful attention proved she had put her heart into it.

Witnessing the scene, Myra felt deeply reassured.

There was no future with the Fuller family. She couldn't let herself remain stuck with them. She had to think of a way to secure a better path forward.

Frustration surged through Kayla. The map in her hands was her ace, but the problem was, she couldn't decipher the constellation on it at all.

It seemed like there was only one option left. She had to divide the constellations on the map into sections and find various pretexts to seek help from different people to decipher them.

Without wasting any time, Kayla sprang into action. Seizing the moment while the ward was empty, she took out the map she had been keeping close to her, held it up to the light, and prepared to cut it into pieces.

Just as she was about to act, a hoarse voice sounded behind her, questioning in disbelief, "Kayla, what is that in your hand?"

Startled, Kayla immediately turned around, only to see that Dexter had woken up at some point. His cloudy eyes were fixed on her and the map she hadn't managed to conceal.