Chapter 223 Isaac Is Betrayed

• Isaac stirred, a low groan escaping his lips as he slowly regained consciousness. His head throbbed with a dull ache that pulsed in time with his heartbeat, making it difficult to focus. Blinking against the heavy fog clouding his mind, he tried to piece together his scattered thoughts.
• The last thing he remembered was sitting in the bedroom, holding a glass of wine that Lucy had given him. How had he fallen asleep so suddenly? His muscles were stiff as he pushed himself upright, confusion etching deep lines into his brow.
• “Lucy?” Isaac called out, his voice rough from sleep. The room was eerily silent, devoid of the usual warmth that Lucy’s presence brought. He strained his ears, hoping to hear the soft rustle of fabric or the familiar sound of her voice, but there was nothing. Just an unsettling silence that wrapped around him like a shroud.