Unmasking Mrs. Newton's Secret Identities novel Chapter 1861

As Taylor arrived at the hospital, he spotted Lucy sitting in a chair, her face buried in her hands. From a distance, she appeared utterly broken, consumed by despair.

As he approached, he noticed how much weight she had lost overnight, a stark contrast to the vibrant woman she had once been.

"Are you okay?" Taylor asked softly.

At the sound of his voice, Lucy lifted her head and met his gaze. Without a word, she stood up and rushed into his arms, clinging to him tightly.

Taylor paused for a moment, instinctively leaning back. He placed a hand on her shoulder, intending to push her aside.

"Can I just hold you for a moment?" Lucy pleaded, her words laced with emotion. "Please, I need a little strength to get through this."

She was like a wounded kitten, vulnerable and searching for comfort in his embrace.

Taylor's hand lingered in the air for a moment, but he couldn't bring himself to push her away. Finally, he retracted his hand, silently allowing her to lean into him.

In just one day, two of her closest family members had been struck by tragedy. No matter how strong a person was, such overwhelming blows were impossible to bear.

Even if Lucy were a stranger, Taylor wouldn't have been able to just stand by and do nothing.

"Your brother is just missing; it doesn't mean he won't return. Try to stay hopeful."

Taylor couldn't reveal the full truth about Hugo's situation yet. Keeping it hidden was the only way to ensure Aiden would continue with his plans.

Once Aiden made a move against the Hunt family's business, Taylor would have an opportunity to gather evidence and expose his malicious intent.

Lucy was too pure and untainted, unfamiliar with the complexities of manipulation and deceit. It was better to shield her from the harsh truth for now.

She remained silent, burying her face in his chest as her sobs caught in her throat. Her quiet strength only made the scene more heartbreaking.

Abigail nodded, acknowledging the weight of the situation.

"Sorry to trouble you again, Aiden," Lucy said, bowing slightly as a gesture of thanks.

"We're family. There's no need to thank me," Aiden remarked. "You haven't slept all night, have you? Please, get some rest. It won't do anyone any good if you burn out before you find Hugo."

He placed a hand on her shoulder, his voice filled with concern.

"I know," Lucy replied, struggling to hold back tears. She didn't speak much, but her eyes conveyed all the gratitude she couldn't put into words.

Meanwhile, Taylor's anger simmered just beneath the surface. His jaw clenched, every part of him vibrating with frustration.

Aiden was nothing but a two-faced scoundrel, the very source of all the Hunt family's misery. Yet here he was, shamelessly playing the hero, without a trace of guilt or regret.