All these years, she always thought that when she left, his heart ailment would be cured. Recently, Iris told her that he had truly gotten better, so she believed he was healed. She left, how could his heart ailment be cured? It was only now that Isabelle Willow realized that her love was misplaced, that she loved in the wrong way all these years. At that moment, the villa’s front door was suddenly thrust open with a "boom," rain pouring outside, accompanied by a gust of cold wind and a silhouette long absent... Zelda Willow. The last time Zelda Willow’s collusion with The Merfolk Clan was exposed, Jude Crawford imprisoned her. Jude Crawford neither looked at her nor punished her; he merely kept her confined in a small dark room for a long time. That room had no light at all, enveloped in ceaseless darkness. Zelda Willow was trapped inside, fear, anxiety, and confusion growing like vines in her heart, this silent torture rapidly made her emaciated, her mental state extremely poor. When Jude Crawford truly hates someone, he wouldn’t let them die easily; he would only torment them in the most brutal way, making survival impossible, but death unobtainable. Today, someone opened the small dark room and brought her all the way here. Zelda Willow was joyful; she finally saw the light again, regained her freedom, and wanted to see Jude Crawford. "Is it Jude who wants to see me? That’s great, hurry and take me to him, I have so much to say to him." "I was wrong; I shouldn’t have been seduced into harming Iris back then. But... but I did all of this because I loved him so much. I just love him so much that I can’t lose him..." "We still have our son, Zane. Zane is so outstanding; no matter how wrong I am, Jude should forgive me just once for Zane’s sake." Zelda Willow ran in from outside, face full of delight. Soon, Zelda Willow caught sight of Isabelle Willow, she froze, and the smile on her face vanished, "Isabelle Willow, why are you here? Where is Jude, Jude wants to see me now." Isabelle Willow’s eyes were dry, no tears, but within them was emptiness. "Isabelle Willow, what’s wrong with you, why do you seem strange? Where’s Jude?" Zelda Willow stepped forward. The next second, Zelda Willow saw Jude Crawford lying in a crystal coffin, inhaling sharply, and immediately rushed over, "Jude! Jude, what’s wrong with you?" Zelda Willow slowly extended her hand to feel Jude Crawford’s breath; at that moment, her blood froze, screaming tragically, "Jude! Jude, wake up! How did you... why did you die, get up quickly!" "Isabelle Willow, what happened to Jude, who killed him? I know, it was you, it must have been you who killed Jude!" "He was fine when you weren’t here, but once you returned, he died. Isabelle Willow, you killed Jude!" Zelda Willow, in an emotional frenzy, grabbed Isabelle Willow’s shoulders, shaking her continuously. At this moment, two black-clad bodyguards came over, pulling Zelda Willow away. Unable to stand firm, she fell awkwardly onto the carpet. "Get away from me! Who allowed you to touch me! You’re insolent, I am Mrs. Crawford, the real Mrs. Crawford, she’s fake!" Zelda Willow glared with reddened eyes, roaring. Butler Thorne stepped forward, looking down at Zelda Willow, "Zelda Willow, have you had enough of your antics? If you’re done, you’ll need to accept the arrangements made by sir before he passed." Jude Crawford arranged everything that night, including Zelda Willow. Zelda Willow froze, her hands and feet growing cold, "Arrangements? How does Jude plan to deal with me?" Butler Thorne coldly gazed at her, "What do you think?" At this moment, Zelda Willow saw a murderous intent in Butler Thorne’s eyes; she already had her answer, from the moment she stepped in, she would never be able to walk out again. This night was her purgatory. Zelda Willow felt herself truly foolish, came here with joy, only to meet such an outcome. Jude Crawford towards her... was truly ruthless. "Ha, hahaha..." Zelda Willow laughed a few times, as she laughed, tears streamed down, her love for Jude Crawford was genuine all these years. "You can’t touch me, Jude can’t even touch me because I still have Zane!" Although Zelda Willow loved Jude Crawford, she didn’t want to die; now Zane Crawford was her greatest hope for survival, she straightened her back, her eyes shone brightly, "Zane has already arrived in Westria, he knows nothing yet, imagine if he found out his father killed his mother, how would he bear it?" Butler Thorne said lightly, "Zelda Willow, wake up. Young Master Zane is not your son, never was!" Once these words fell, everyone collectively inhaled, the air suddenly silent, exuding a suffocating oppression. Even Isabelle Willow lifted her head to look over, her pale, empty apricot eyes revealing confusion and perplexity. Zelda Willow’s ears buzzed, she looked incredulously at Butler Thorne, "You... you said what? No, you’re talking nonsense!" "That day Jude was drunk, I slept with him, and then I got pregnant, gave birth to the son Zane, how... how can you say Zane isn’t my son?" Butler Thorne looked at Zelda Willow, "The man who spent the night with you was not sir, but someone sir randomly found as a stand-in, sir never touched you, let alone a son." "You were pregnant back then, but you gave birth to a daughter, that daughter died shortly after birth." Butler Thorne’s words were like a bolt from the blue, Zelda Willow’s expression drastically changed, she shook her head, kept shaking her head, "No, impossible, you’re lying! The man that night was Jude, definitely! The son is my son, definitely! I didn’t give birth to a daughter!" "Okay, let’s say everything you claim is true, then Zane isn’t my son, then whose son is he, did you adopt him? How could it be, Jude would raise someone else’s son for so many years?" Isabelle Willow hadn’t spoken the whole time, but inside, there was an upheaval; her heart couldn’t pass the obstacle, believing it to be an eternal regret, the brief affair between Jude Crawford and Zelda Willow. But now, with the truth revealed, Jude Crawford never touched Zelda Willow, never. From start to finish, she was the only woman he had. She actually... only knew now. Then Zane Crawford... Isabelle Willow suddenly had a very bold assumption; her pupils constricted, shocked as she looked at Butler Thorne. Butler Thorne also looked at her, then slowly nodded under her gaze, "Madam, Young Master Zane is your biological son." Speaking of which, Butler Thorne took out a second item, handed it over, "Madam, this is sir’s bequest for you, your and Young Master Zane’s DNA paternity test report." New ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄhapters are published on 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵·𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕖·𝙣𝙚𝙩