Our Billion-Worth Twins by Velvet Antler
Chapter 1151

Chapter 1151

Chapter 1151 "Impossible! Joanne is not this kind of person. There must be a misunderstanding!"

"I don't know if there is a misunderstanding. In any case, Joanne left a divorce agreement and ran away with Patrick" Cedrick slowly groomed his short hair and made it curl.

The light was mesmerizing, and his handsome figure was reflected in the floor-to-ceiling window across from him.

Catelyn jumped off the bed. "Are you kidding me? How could Joanne run away with another man? Even if so, she would contact me. Is Edwin so stupid that he even believes such a he?"

"Who told you to get out of bed?" Cedrick flung away the towel in his hand and carried Catelyn back to the bed.

Catelyn struggled to sit up again, but Cedrick pushed her back with one hand. "Don't move. The baby's kicking you."

Cedrick just saw Catelyn's belly, a part of which seemed to have bulged and quickly recovered.

Catelyn felt a little pain because of the kick

Usually, this meant that the baby was not happy and that she should go to sleep.

Catelyn bit her lower lip and lay back, saying, "This matter is clearly fishy. Have you investigated?"

Cedrick stared at Catelyn. "I'm already busy with your business. I don't have the leisure to care about others."

What was more, that was Edwin's wife. Even Edwin did not investigate it, so why should an outsider like him interfere?

Catelyn suddenly wanted to give birth immediately and go back to Sapphire City to replace out the truth.

"Sleep now." Cedrick saw that she wasn't sleepy at all, so he put his palm over her eyes.

Catelyn's vision darkened, and she grabbed Cedrick's hands with both of hers. As she pulled them off her eyes, Cedrick turned off the lights in the room. The bedroom became dark Cedrick wrapped his arms around her from behind and gently stroked her belly.

Catelyn's mind was in turmoil. She thought she wouldn't be able to sleep, but she was so drowsy that she soon fell asleep in Cedrick's arms.

Nevertheless, she did not sleep well that night.

She dreamed of a blazing fire.

It was on the edge of a cliff, and an old car had fallen. Its gas tank broke, and the oil was detonated by sparks.

There was a woman trapped inside the car and the flames.

The smoke drifted into her mouth and nose. Blood flowed down her forehead. Her wounds were scary.

She desperately called for help, trying to escape from the fire.

But no matter how she shouted, there was no response.

The relentless fire gradually engulfed her.

Her face, however, became clearer and clearer, and finally froze like a movie scene.

Boom!

Surprisingly, it was Joanne.

Catelyn woke up from this nightmare with a sweaty head.

The morning sun poured down on her and warmed her, but her heart was cold, and her back was wet with cold sweat. Cedrick was no longer at her side.

He seemed to have been very busy lately, and this was just a temporary place for him to sleep.

The maid was by her bedside. Catelyn didn't wash up. She asked the maid to prepare a pen and paper at once.

Catelyn, with those remaining memories of her dream, sketched the cliff, the burning car, and the corpse quickly. While drawing, she felt her heart ache as if a mysterious force drove her to record this scene. When the maid saw that Catelyn was drawing a burning person, she turned pale with fear and wanted to call someone over.

Catelyn did not listen to the maid's advice and insisted on finishing the sketch.

Yet she didn't dare to draw the face of the woman trapped in the car clearly.

It couldn't be Joanne.

Didn't Cedrick say that Joanne had eloped with Patrick? She would be fine!

After finishing the sketch, Catelyn stared at the paper for a while and then dialed Alfred's phone number.

"I'm ready. Please tell me the truth."