Burn Me Once, Burn With Me novel Chapter 321

Cassian stood off to the side, not the least bit uncomfortable—instead, he let out a slow, silent sigh.

By now, Ruby’s resistance toward him was nothing new.

He pulled out a chair and sat down beside her.

“The person behind Mira’s poisoning has been found.”

Ruby’s hand, still clutching the baby bottle, froze mid-air. At last, she parted her dry lips, her voice hoarse: “Who?”

Just that one word was enough to send a chill down Cassian’s spine.

“The nanny.”

She gave a short, incredulous laugh and snapped her head up, fixing Cassian with a sharp stare. “Mr. Veyne, are you really naïve enough to believe a mere nanny would dare go after Mira on her own?”

Cassian frowned at that. “What are you getting at?”

“Gennifer. Have you looked into her?”

Ruby pressed on relentlessly.

Cassian felt his chest tighten as her tone grew more aggressive. She could be warm and gracious to anyone else, even to someone like Fanny whom she’d only met a handful of times, but with him, it was always as if she were talking to an enemy—barely holding back her loathing just to keep up a brittle façade of peace.

It left a bitter taste in his mouth, and his own voice became harder: “What does Gennifer have to do with this? There’s security footage showing the nanny buying medication from strangers, and she’s already confessed. She said it was your punishment that made her resentful, that she acted on impulse. Isn’t that proof enough?”

“Or is it that you, Ruby, simply refuse to be satisfied?”

Ruby’s hand stilled again. She looked up, her eyes flashing cold and sharp as steel.

In that moment, the temperature in the hospital room seemed to plummet.

“Cassian, do you really believe a nanny would risk everything over something so petty? Should I call you gullible?”

Ruby met his gaze with icy directness.

There was a winter’s chill in her eyes, a gust that cut straight to the bone.

Cassian faltered, her words planting a seed of doubt.

Was she really so certain? Could it be true…?

He clenched his fists. “I’ve used every resource I have, gone through every camera in the house. You’re pointing at Gennifer, but there’s not a shred of evidence.”

His certainty only made Ruby laugh—a cold, mocking sound that echoed through the empty hospital room.

She shrank back a little.

Ruby listened calmly at first, but the mention of “Mr. Veyne” sent her temper flaring again. “I need his permission to leave? If he has an issue, he can find me at Northridge Manor.”

She wasn’t bluffing. She peeled a sticky note and scribbled her contact information, handing it to the girl.

Ruby met the nurse’s eyes and repeated, “I’m leaving. Now.”

The nurse hesitated, but with the hospital’s warnings in mind, she could only nod reluctantly.

Before long, Ruby appeared at the hospital entrance, Mira in her arms. Her tall, graceful figure drew plenty of stares, and the chattering of the baby in her embrace made passersby pause in pity before turning away.

Ignoring everyone, Ruby got into a cab. She’d texted the driver in advance to stop at a certain corner, where Pamela was already waiting.

“Pamela, I need your help with Mira. I really can’t trust anyone else right now.”

Pamela nodded briskly, taking Mira without question, and disappeared down the street.

Ruby rolled up the window, her expression turning frigid.

If Cassian wouldn’t seek justice, she would do it herself.