My Six Brothers Killed Me (Caroline) novel Chapter 230

Chapter 230 The Photos

He was the one who brought him here, so let him deal with it himself.

“Alaina, listen to me… “Edwin had just begun to speak when Alaina was already pulling Helen toward the door of the hospital room, not even glancing back.

The words that were on the tip of Edwin’s tongue were swallowed back down.

He had already arranged with Caroline to have Dr. Sherwood come and clear things up.

Even if Dr. Sherwood didn’t actually push Helen, it was still his actions that caused her to faint.

As long as that was the truth, he was confident he could use it to persuade Caroline to agree to the restaurant expansion.

It was such a good opportunity–he couldn’t bear to let it slip away.

Of all the things he shouldn’t have done, making Alaina angry at a time like this was the worst.

They had left. What was the point of him staying here alone?

A short while later, Edwin also left.

Caroline was waiting at the hospital entrance. When Blake arrived, the two of them went up to the room together, only to find it nearly empty. Instead, they saw a female cleaner.

When they asked, they were told the patient had already been discharged.

“What is Edwin trying to pull? Is this some kind of joke?” Caroline muttered, clearly annoyed. Then she looked up at Blake, eyes filled with apology. “Sorry for dragging you out here for nothing. I…”

The words caught in her throat. She didn’t know how to continue.

Blake shook his head gently. His voice was calm and kind. “It’s fine. I didn’t have anything else going on. Let’s just say I came out to spend a bit of time with you.”

He had already heard the full story from Caroline over the phone. He knew she had only agreed to Edwin’s request to stop anyone from falsely accusing him.

She was thinking of his well–being–and compared to that, nothing else really mattered.

His voice was soft like cotton, seeping into Caroline’s heart.

Her heart fluttered.

He said it was like spending time with her. When she first got to know him, a line like that wouldn’t have meant much. But now, hearing it made her feel something almost sweet.

Was she starting to fall for him?

No, no, that wouldn’t do. She couldn’t let herself get emotionally involved–not before she’d cut ties with the Somertons.

She couldn’t have the Somertons constantly dragging Blake into their mess.

Chapter 230 The Photos.

“What are you thinking about?”

Caroline’s jumbled thoughts were interrupted by Blake’s voice. She took a steadying breath and smiled. “Nothing. Since they’re not here, let’s head out.”

“Alright.”

As they walked toward the hospital entrance, Caroline spotted a café nearby. “How about grabbing a coffee together?” she suggested.

Blake smiled knowingly. “Sure.”

She was still the same–never wanting to owe anyone anything.

The café used a QR code system for ordering. Blake didn’t argue and let her place the order.

Once the order was in, they chatted as they sipped.

Caroline got straight to the point. “Why did you argue with Helen at the restaurant?”

Edwin was adamant that Blake had pushed Helen–and even claimed that plenty of people at the restaurant saw it happen.

Caroline was sure Blake didn’t push Helen. But the argument must have been real–otherwise, how would Edwin have had the nerve to make something like that up?

Honestly, the moment Edwin started accusing Blake, she had wanted to ask.

But she had been in a rush to explain things to Blake and get him to come quickly, so she hadn’t had the

chance.

Blake didn’t intend to hide anything. He pulled a stack of photos from his pocket and handed them to Caroline. “Take a look–this will explain everything.”

Caroline flipped through the photos, one by one. Every single one was of her and Blake.

They’d been taken without their knowledge!

Her face darkened as she frowned and looked at Blake. “Did Helen take these? Why would she be spying on

us?”

If it was meant to be blackmail, the photos didn’t even show anything incriminating–just normal pictures.

Blake pointed out, “Look at the backs of the photos.”

Caroline turned them over and saw line after line of cramped handwriting.

She didn’t even need to read the words–she recognized Helen’s handwriting immediately.

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