His Secret Spoiled Wife (Lily and Alexander) novel Chapter 1107

Hannah was at a loss for words. She did not understand what Heather meant. "About us?" She asked as she blinked her eyes in puzzlement.

Heather grazed Hannah’s lips lightly with her fingers and put on a mocking smile. "You’re feigning ignorance, aren’t you? Hannah, I realized you’ve had many thoughts after this excursion." Heather said as she gazed into the panic-stricken eyes very similar to hers.

Hannah quickly replied, “No, I didn’t, Heather. I know what you’re talking about, but I didn’t! I swear, Heather. I’ll admit I like him, but even so, I didn't say anything to him that I shouldn't have. Also, this is such a big matter. No one apart from Mom, Dad, or a few other family members knows about you and me. I didn’t say anything!"

She spoke in a hurry and was anxious Heather would not believe her. She dared not move and allowed Heather to pinch her chin. Hannah did not dodge Heather’s gaze to prove she was not lying.

"I'm not stupid, Heather. I’m as good as dead if I told him about us, right? Moreover, what benefit would I get by doing so? Would he marry me if I told him? Of course not! The person he wants to marry is you and what he wants is our family’s wealth.

“The person he saw when I was with him was you. That, I know very well!” Tears fell from Hannah’s eyes in large droplets as she spoke. They felt uncomfortably warm to Heather's fingers.

Heather shuddered and subconsciously withdrew her hand.

"Heather, think about it. I have no reason to lie to you. Every word I said is true!" Hannah said while tears streamed down her face.

She genuinely had not said anything to Ralph. Even though she wanted to, she did not tell him she and Heather were two different people. She selfishly wanted him to call her Annie.

"Okay, I heard you. I was simply asking. Why are you crying? You’re such a crybaby.” Heather frowned and wiped away the tears on her hand in disgust.

"Thank God you believe me. I don’t fear anything other than you not believing in me, Heather! If you don’t like me crying. I’ll stop.” Hannah hurriedly wiped away her tears.

Heather watched as Hannah clumsily wiped away her tears and shook her head. She was right. It was indeed impossible. It would not do her any good to tell others about this. Moreover, Ralph was an id*ot and could not do anything even if he knew about it.

However, he had been very confident when he proclaimed knowledge of her secret earlier. After pondering, Heather concluded he was likely pulling a trick on her. It was most likely that he was trying to gain something from her as he could not win against Alexander and had lost hope of seizing control of the Russells.

This scenario made the most sense, and she put the matter aside.

"Go to the company and deal with this. There’s no need for you to say anything more since I’ve already given instructions on the phone." Heather did not actually need Hannah to go, as she could handle most matters remotely. However, she still needed to appear in public from time to time to confuse others.

Her throat started feeling very uncomfortable after speaking, and she started coughing.

"You’ve had a bad cough recently, Heather. I made some honey lemon tea for you. It’ll help to soothe your throat. Let me get you some," Hannah said and hurried to the kitchen.

Heather did not stop Hannah and slowly recollected herself after coughing for quite some time. She slowly scrutinized the small room. This basement was where Hannah should stay, and there was no other way. This was the fate she was born into.

Hannah soon returned with a hot cup of tea. “Heather, drink it while it's still hot."