Love's Redemption (Chris and Maddie) novel Chapter 814

Chapter 814 

“Now that everyone’s here, let’s begin,” Jace said, his voice flat. 

He sounded detached, like he wasn’t even part of the funeral, just some neutral bystander. 

Even with Matthew’s death, Jace handled the funeral plans like clockwork–calm, precise, unaffected. It was almost unsettling how serene he seemed, like nothing could touch him. 

anymore. 

Wayne stayed silent, and Hayden stood off to the side, blending in like he was just another Johnston family member. But we all knew better. 

Hayden had every reason to despise this family. The car crash that killed his dad? Matthew had orchestrated it. 

Maybe he could let go of hating the living, but honoring the dead? No chance. 

Seeing him so compliant next to Wayne was weird. It didn’t sit right. 

“Why’s Hayden so… obedient? Did Wayne drug him or something?” Lena whispered, clearly on edge. 

How would I know? I wasn’t psychic. 

“Maybe Wayne’s blackmailing him,” I said, the only thing that made any sense. 

“That guy’s a snake,” Lena muttered, her jaw clenched. 

I didn’t reply. My eyes stayed locked on Hayden. Something about him felt… wrong. I just couldn’t figure out what. 

“Where’s Mom?” Wayne suddenly asked. 

That’s when we realized–Lindey was missing. With the funeral about to start, where could she be? 

Jace sent people to search, and I headed to her room. 

As I opened the door, a strange chill ran through me. My eyes landed on the bed—and the figure lying there. 

“Lindey,” I called softly. 

No response. I hesitated, then stepped closer. “Lindey…” 

But the moment I saw her clearly, 1 froze. 

Her face was pale, lips stained faintly with blood. 

My stomach dropped, but I couldn’t move, couldn’t think. I just stood there, paralyzed. 

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Chapter 814 

The creak of the door behind me snapped me out of it. 

“Mrs. Johnston…” 

It was Isabel. She walked in, spotted me, then Lindey, and gasped. “Rea, what–what happened to her? Is she–oh my god!” 

She grabbed my arm, trembling. “What do we do? Is she…?” 

Her panic shook me back to reality. My voice came out shaky. “Isabel… get Jace. Now.” 

“O–Okay,” she stammered, backing out, her voice frantic. “Something’s wrong! Mrs. Johnston–she’s in trouble!” 

A minute later, Jace and Wayne burst into the room. 

By then, I was already at Lindey’s side, holding her hand. Her skin was still warm, but it had that eerie lifelessness you can’t ignore..