Chapter 1849


    The door easily opened when Maria turned the doorknob. Her heart skipped a beat in excitement, but it


    dropped to her stomach upon entering the room. There was no one in there without a soul in sight.


    Confused, she walked around the room to ensure there were no secret rooms before tapping away on


    her phone. She sent a text to someone. “I’m here. Where are you?”


    The other end replied promptly, “There’s a bag on the table. Open it.”


    Maria was speechless. She looked around, and sure enough, she saw a ck bag on the table in the


    corner. She walked over and opened it to find a sealed bag in it. Two tiny bottles were in the sealed


    bag, and Maria was unsure what they were. Just as she was about to open them, her phone buzzed.


    After cing down the bag, she picked up her phone and saw a text. “Don’t open the bottles in the bag.


    Bring it home for me and keep it well. Don’t let anyone know about this.”


    Maria looked at the things in the bag suspiciously. Fortunately, she did not open the bottles, but she


    was still curious about what it was.


    While debating whether to give in to her curiosity or obey the other person’s words, she received


    another text. “Stop being curious about it, and don’t touch my things!”


    This one sentence made Maria emotional. Back then, that was what Rhea used to say to her


    impatiently. Every time, Rhea was impatient and cold toward Maria, but her voice was something Maria


    could never hear anymore.


    Tears flooded her eyes instantly, and she suppressed her curiosity. Once again, she picked up her


    phone and asked, “Ree, is it you?”


    The person on the other end usually replied fast, but not this time.


    Maria was anxious and sent another text. “You’re still alive, aren’t you? Could youe and meet


    me?”


    A momentter, she sent another text. “Please!”


    Her tears trickled down her cheeks uncontrobly the moment she typed this word. Pitter-patter was


    the sound of her tears falling on her phone’s screen. The tiny device seemed to be herst hope, and


    she stared at it unblinkingly.


    Ever since Rhea passed away, Maria felt that her world had copsed. At one point, she did not want to


    live anymore. Rhea’s face would fill her mind, from when she was still an adorable little girl until her


    cold, hostile expression when she had grown up.


    No matter how Rhea treated her mother, Rhea was still her baby daughter.


    Maria would take Rhea’s clothes and hug them in her embrace before putting them back carefully,


    afraid her daughter would be mad when she came home and saw that her room was in a mess.


    Fabian kept telling Maria that she should let the past go and that they would live a good life ahead of


    them even if their daughter were no longer around. But how could Maria get over it? She was no longer


    happy without her daughter, so how could she have a good life in the future?


    Content protected by N?v/el(D)rama.Org.


    However, a text pulled her out of the abyss of darknessst night.


    The familiar tone and the secrets that only Maria and Rhea shared made Maria strongly believe that


    the text sender was her daughter. She was sure that Rhea was not dead and that she had returned.


    The texter told Maria that she could only fake her death for some reason and that she was safe now


    but could not appear anywhere. Also, she said she needed Maria to help her do something, and once it


    was settled, she could return home.


    Maria trusted every word the sender said. That was because she was sure that the sender of the texts


    was Rhea. Hence, no matter what the sender said, she would believe those words.


    After specting that her daughter was still alive, Maria felt better and calmer.