At the hospital, in a special ward...
Sitting on the couch, Henry and Margaret watched their daughter with concern etched deep in their features.
"Lina, that housekeeper worked for Damien for more than a decade," Henry began, his voice calm but firm. "If he wasn't loyal, he wouldn't have lasted that long."
Margaret added softly, "Yes, Lina. Even I'm starting to doubt Damien's involvement. You need to maintain distance until we find the real mastermind."
She clasped Aveline's hand gently. "I know it's hard, honey. He's your husband, and you care about him deeply. But for now, give it time. If Damien's truly innocent, then fine, you two passed the test of life."
Aveline wished she could tell them the truth that she didn't want time, and didn't want Damien. She just wanted to get out of the marriage and keep the Laurent family safe. And it killed a part of her every time she had to smile and play the obedient wife in front of Damien. But it wasn't the time for them to know yet.
