That was a message sent by Heidi. It read: I'm sorry, Tabitha, thank you for wanting to help me even when I was so terrible... I'm leaving now, but I'll always remember that you once considered me a friend. Upon receiving the news, Tabitha was utterly shocked. “She's not about to do something rash, is she?” Others weren't quite sure either. It felt as though that was the implication, but also not quite. Isabella suddenly said, “No, she's not. She merely found her answers, completely letting go of her obsession with maternal love. She felt liberated after finally being able to break away from her mother. Therefore, she probably wanted to start over in a new place.” Heidi had surreptitiously made a trip back home, taking with her all the money and her ID card. She destroyed everything that belonged to her, then under the cover of night, she left the city. When the police arrived, they found nothing, and even started to doubt if the girl had truly lived there. All they found was a tattered photo, the only one in the house. It was a picture of Heidi and Petra, but now, Heidi is no longer in it. Upon hearing this, David and his family were shocked. That day, Heidi had indeed experienced things that others hadn't in their entire lives. It was as if she was seeking closure for herself. This time, she had decisively cut through the knot, bringing everything to a definitive end. The police handed the photo over to Petra. By now, Petra is desperate to break out of prison to find her daughter. Regrettably, she's likely to be stuck there for a long time and would never have the chance to make up for her mistakes to her daughter. David and his family believed that Hansel no longer needed to lift a finger, as Petra's future was destined to be filled with torment every minute and every second. The person who had desired to pave a perfect future for her daughter ultimately lost her completely. Now, she was left to reminisce daily about what she had done to her own flesh and blood. Countless times, she had ignored her daughter's pleas and the maternal bond between them. All of these would transform into a steel blade that tormented Petra's soul day after day. “Really?” Tabitha asked, still uncertain. Alexander nodded, saying, “It's true. If she wanted to die, she wouldn't have sent you a message.” Sure enough, once Alexander spoke, Tabitha believed him. She even returned a message to Heidi, which was essentially a series of well-wishes. This comical mistake could finally be considered completely resolved. Feeling speechless, Isabella looked at Alexander. How does everything Alexander say sound so convincing? After all, I'm the one with all the evidence! With a doting touch, Alexander ruffled her hair and asked, “Did you have a good nap this afternoon?” Isabella nodded. Free from psychological burdens, she had slept well. “Don't you need to rest?” “I'm fine,” he said. Despite his words, Alexander found himself leaning against Isabella's head. It was as if her presence somehow helped him to relax. Feeling an ache in her heart, Isabella decided not to add to the chaos. She promptly got Alexander to wash up and sleep early. However, she simply couldn't fall asleep, so she lay next to Alexander, amusing herself with her phone. When she grew tired of that, she would gaze at Alexander's handsome face to lighten her mood. If she felt particularly joyful, she would even sneak a few pecks. After all, Alexander had already grown accustomed to sleeping by her side and wouldn't wake easily. Occasionally, he would instinctively pull her into his arms or nuzzle into the crook of her shoulder. It was as if he only felt a sense of security when he was close to her, always trying to mold his body as closely as possible to the contours of hers. Every time it happened, Isabella's heart would nearly melt. After all, who could imagine that a man who was usually as cold as an iceberg to the outside world, could sometimes sleep as peacefully as a quiet little kitten.Isabella continued to play with her phone, occasionally glancing at the group chat where everyone was chatting. They brought up the upcoming birthday banquet again. Only Maeve and her family had yet to confirm their attendance. Isabella put down her phone, lost in thought. Only Maeve and her family had yet to confirm their attendance. Having spent some time with the Quirk family, Isabella had essentially come to understand Maeve's family situation. Compared to Caitlin, who was the eldest, and Greta, who was known for her stubborn temperament, Maeve, who was non-blood-related, was actually the most cherished in the family during her childhood. Everyone assumed it was because they adored Marley, and thus extended their affection toward her as well, treating her as their own sister. At home, she always presented herself as a likable, cheerful, and sensible girl. The only time she ever stepped out of line was during high school when she fell for a foreign university student. It was an online relationship, and her family had no idea about the other person's identity. Everyone just thought she was a hopeless romantic because she spent way too much time chatting with him online.