The Invisible Daughter (Yunice Saunders) novel Chapter 743

Chapter 743 At Her Bedside

Chapter 743 At Her Bedside

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The next morning, Yunice was transferred to a private care ward.

Joe, not wanting her exhausted by too many visitors, limited access strictly.

Only Gill remained by her side.

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Yunice’s condition wasn’t critical, but the ordeal had shaken her body and stirred the fetus. She had bled, and to stabilize the pregnancy she would need two full months of strict bed rest–no strain, no overthinking, nothing but calm idleness.

The good news: no dietary restrictions.

Gill blew gently on a spoonful of porridge before bringing it to Yunice’s lips.

Yunice sipped with quiet satisfaction, eyes narrowing. “When Margaret took me, she brought food, but tied my hands and feet and set it on a table out of reach. She starved me on purpose.”

Gill frowned. “That’s just cruel.”

“No,” Yunice corrected softly. “It was a test. If I’d reached for it, she’d know I could undo the restraints.”

Gill paused, startled. Yes–Margaret’s mind had always been sharp.

But at the thought of her, Gill’s expression dimmed.

Yunice caught it.

Years ago, when Yunice was thrown into the asylum, Gill had been framed by Lily and cast out of the Saunders family.

It was Margaret who helped her then, who let her stay in the capital to watch a house. Without that, Gill might have been forced into a marriage, with no chance at her current life.

And now… to learn Margaret’s kindness had been calculated, just another piece in her schemes against Yunice, left Gill conflicted and heavy–hearted.

“Madam Margaret…” she began, but couldn’t finish.

Yunice’s voice was faint. “She’s been caught, hasn’t she?”

Gill nodded. “She took a hostage and pulled a gun. They could have shot her on the spot. But

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Chapter 743 At Her Bedside

in the end, she surrendered.”

Yunice let out a breath she hadn’t realized she was holding.

She changed the subject. “Where’s Wyatt?”

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With his nature, she couldn’t believe he’d stay away. Unless… was he worse off than they were telling her?

At the mention of Wyatt, Gill’s expression shifted strangely. She glanced toward the door, then lowered her voice. “He’s been here all along. He just won’t come in. I don’t know why.”

She gestured at the bowl of oats. “Those too–he brought them first thing this morning.”

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