The Invisible Daughter (Yunice Saunders) novel Chapter 360

Chapter 360 Blame and Blood

+8 Pearls

Laurie and a group of PhDs were deep in analysis, studying the mutation process of a newly discovered infectious agent.

They were working on targeted antivirals and vaccine candidates.

Yunice had been attending Laurie’s lectures for the past two weeks and had gained a lot of insight. She was now compiling her own thoughts and proposed solutions, refining them as she wrote.

Wanting a quiet environment, she had told Joe in advance not to let anyone disturb her. If she needed anything, she’d press the call button herself.

She hadn’t expected that lack of supervision would open the door for Owen and Elsie to barge in just like that.

Owen entered with long strides, his face tight with worry. He had pictured Yunice badly injured–wrapped head to toe like a mummy.

Wyatt had a reputation for being violent. Anyone who clashed with him rarely walked away unscathed.

So when he saw Yunice sitting upright, clearly alive and without visible wounds, he paused in confusion.

Yunice had an IV drip in her hand and sat up in surprise.

Her injuries had been kept confidential, so she was shocked they had found her.

But the movement tugged at the deep cut along her side. It wasn’t life–threatening, but the pain still felt like being sliced open again.

Elsie noticed the grimace.

Owen stepped forward, voice uncertain. “Did Wyatt hit you?”

He did care–deep down. He could scold Yunice all day, but if someone else laid a hand on her, especially someone like Wyatt, it would spark both anger and guilt.

He wanted to ask if it had been a slap or something worse, but the rift between them made him hold back.

“Yunice, if anything happened, you have to tell your family…” Elsie burst into tears and suddenly lunged at her.

Her hand landed squarely on Yunice’s injured side, pressing directly on the stitches.

Yunice’s eyes flared with pain and fury. “Get off me!”

It felt like the wound had ripped open all over again–the stabbing pain was enough to blur her vision.

But Elsie, oblivious or pretending to be, kept pressing down. “Owen was so worried when he heard you were hurt, he ran out without even putting on proper shoes. Please, Yunice, just listen to him. Leave that monster Wyatt and come home–you won’t have to suffer anymore…”

Sweat soaked Yunice’s back as the pain drained every ounce of her strength. Her vision flickered between black and white.

And Owen–idiot that he was–stood there doing nothing, even as Yunice’s face turned ghostly pale.

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