Spoiled by Mr. Russell novel Chapter 1107

Hannah was at a loss for words. She did not understand what Heather meant. "About us?" She asked as she blinked her eyes in puzzlement.

Heather grazed Hannah’s lips lightly with her fingers and put on a mocking smile. "You’re feigning ignorance, aren’t you? Hannah, I realized you’ve had many thoughts after this excursion." Heather said as she gazed into the panic-stricken eyes very similar to hers.

Hannah quickly replied, “No, I didn’t, Heather. I know what you’re talking about, but I didn’t! I swear, Heather. I’ll admit I like him, but even so, I didn't say anything to him that I shouldn't have. Also, this is such a big matter. No one apart from Mom, Dad, or a few other family members knows about you and me. I didn’t say anything!"

She spoke in a hurry and was anxious Heather would not believe her. She dared not move and allowed Heather to pinch her chin. Hannah did not dodge Heather’s gaze to prove she was not lying.

"I'm not stupid, Heather. I’m as good as dead if I told him about us, right? Moreover, what benefit would I get by doing so? Would he marry me if I told him? Of course not! The person he wants to marry is you and what he wants is our family’s wealth.

“The person he saw when I was with him was you. That, I know very well!” Tears fell from Hannah’s eyes in large droplets as she spoke. They felt uncomfortably warm to Heather's fingers.

Heather shuddered and subconsciously withdrew her hand.

"Heather, think about it. I have no reason to lie to you. Every word I said is true!" Hannah said while tears streamed down her face.

She genuinely had not said anything to Ralph. Even though she wanted to, she did not tell him she and Heather were two different people. She selfishly wanted him to call her Annie.

Her throat started feeling very uncomfortable after speaking, and she started coughing.

"You’ve had a bad cough recently, Heather. I made some honey lemon tea for you. It’ll help to soothe your throat. Let me get you some," Hannah said and hurried to the kitchen.

Heather did not stop Hannah and slowly recollected herself after coughing for quite some time. She slowly scrutinized the small room. This basement was where Hannah should stay, and there was no other way. This was the fate she was born into.

Hannah soon returned with a hot cup of tea. “Heather, drink it while it's still hot."