Chapter 391 New Year
- The Epean-style mantel clock inside the house chimed softly, signaling the arrival of midnight.
- Martha glanced at the time and said, “It's already midnight. I'm off to rest.”
- “All right,” Cecilia replied, watching the elderly woman retreat inside. Her hand instinctively rested on her baby bump as Martha's earlier words echoed in her mind, leaving her conflicted.