Sorry for Your Loss, It's Me, I'm the Loss novel Chapter 105

George was already ordering a maid to help Yvonne pack.

Jeffrey and Teresa ignored Yvonne completely, continuing to knock on Queena’s door, frantic with worry.

“Where’s the key? The spare key! Why isn’t it here yet?” George bellowed at the maid, his eyes wide with panic.

Yvonne watched them, finding the whole scene utterly ridiculous. A person as vain and selfish as Queena would never kill herself.

She walked over, pushed George and Teresa aside, lifted her leg, and delivered a powerful kick to Queena’s door.

Thump! Thump!

After just two kicks, the lock gave way and the door swung open.

“Queena!” George and Teresa rushed inside.

But Queena wasn’t in the bedroom. Teresa searched the room before heading into the bathroom. A moment later, a bloodcurdling scream echoed through the house.

George and Jeffrey sprinted into the bathroom with Yvonne close behind.

The bathroom was spacious, with a large tub by the window filled to the brim with water. Queena lay in it, dressed in a white dress. A gash on her right wrist was still oozing blood, staining the water a deep, dramatic red.

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