The Sleeper's Wrath and His Wife's Strike novel Chapter 221

His words made Cheryl freeze. She turned back to face Logan's spirit.

“Look, Jessica has killed so many people. She can’t get away with it.” It wasn’t entirely a lie to appease a ghost; the moment the ship docked, she was calling the police.

But Logan didn’t trust her. “Unless you go and kill that woman right now, I won’t tell you where they are.”

Cheryl refused to be manipulated. “Your choice,” she said coldly. “The fact that I can see you proves I’m not ordinary. If you ever want to move on, I’m the only one who can help you.”

But Logan was as stubborn as a mule. “I don’t care if I can’t move on. I want to see her suffer. Unless you kill her now, I won’t tell you where she’s hidden your friends.”

Cheryl paused for a moment. “If she’s only hidden them, then she probably won’t harm them. I don’t need to worry. Maybe she’ll let them go once the ship docks.”

Logan laughed at her naivety. “You’re a fool. If you insist on being stubborn, then you can get ready to collect your friends’ bodies.”

“There’s a reason you got yourself killed,” Cheryl snapped before turning and walking away.

She had nowhere else to go. Staying with Jessica felt like a death sentence. She found an empty cabin and hid inside a wardrobe.

Perhaps it was the overwhelming stress, but she fell asleep and began to dream.

She dreamed of her past life…

It all played out like a sped-up film, yet it felt more real than reality itself. In that life, Lindsay died in a car crash, and Yves, consumed by grief, had taken his own life. While handling their affairs, Cheryl had seen Jessica. She looked the same as she did now, with that perpetually innocent smile on her face, but her eyes held a deep, knowing look.

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