Chapter 311

Tracey had… Mable stared at Tracey in disbelief while clutching the towel in hand. She shook with rage. The maid said Arthur dropped Tracey home yesterday afternoon. That meant the hickeys all over her body were… Tracey and Arthur had… The sound of a door opening echoed through the living room. Blair had probably arrived. Mable buttoned Tracey’s pajamas up immediately and tucked her under the covers. Then, she took a deep breath to calm herself before walking out of the bedroom. Blair was taking off his shoes in the hallway. “You’re here.” Mable walked over with a smile. Blair extended both arms to pull her into his embrace. “How is Trace?” “She has a cold. She’s asleep after taking some medicine.” Blair nodded and went to the bedroom with Mable to check on Tracey. Tracey was restless. She was mumbling in her sleep like she was having night terrors. Mable leaned closer to listen, and she heard Arthur’s name. She nudged Blair. “Come on out. We should let her