Chapter 218: She is sick

Maria-Isabel’s voice had thinned to a whisper, barely audible over the low hum of the flickering ceiling light.

"I begged him, Ethan," she said, trembling. "I got on my knees and begged him to let me call for help. I told him—promised him—I’d sign my trust fund over. Every cent. I would disappear, give him everything if he just... let me go."