Isabella's hair was already soaked, and raindrops dripped down her beautiful chin one by one.
She looked at Ella, who had never shown such helplessness and fear before, her face resuming its calm and icy demeanor: "If they were truly murdered, the person you should blame the most is yourself, Ella! It's you who personally led him into the house!"
Ella, upon hearing the last sentence, collapsed completely into the rainwater.
Her face was filled with remorse: "Isabella, I was wrong! I didn't expect it to be like this. Aunt said that my cousin's treatment was going well, but I didn't expect his condition to worsen! I beg you, marry Alexander Parker, I don't want to die! Please save me!"
She reached out, frantically pulling at Isabella's coat, pleading incoherently, dirtying Isabella's only coat.
