Chapter 140 " Shut up . " Jason's voice was hoarse , laced with anger suppressed to its absolute limit . } Fiona froze , her eyes instantly reddening as tears streamed down her cheeks , one by one . It was the first time Jason had shown Fiona a cold face . The night was deep and still as he stepped into the room that had once belonged to me . The servants had cleaned it spotless , yet the pristine order only made it feel emptier . The photo that had once rested on the bedside table was gone ; the dressing table was immaculate , but none of my cosmetics remained , the walk - in closet was bare , even the hangers removed , as if no one had ever lived here . \ A tight knot formed in Jason's chest , as if someone were gripping it . " " Callista ... " He murmured softly , his voice trembling . " Fragments of the past echoed in his mind . The anticipation that had shone in my eyes on our wedding day ; the times I had complained about Fiona's malice and he had impatiently said , " Stop being ridiculous " ; the gradual fading of my laughter , replaced by silence and distance . He realized that , little by little , I had already been withdrawing from this family . He didn't want to believe it , yet the emptiness before him forced him to admit : I truly intended to leave him . " Jason walked to the desk and pulled open a drawer , discovering a pale blue diary . The edges of the pages were slightly curled , clearly used for a time , then abruptly abandoned . He paused , then opened to the first page . " " Three years ... finally , I can have a wedding with the person I love . I've waited for this moment for so long . Wearing the wedding dress , standing by his side , I feel like the happiest person in the world . " " Jason's fingers trembled , his breath suddenly quickening . \ He turned to the second page , but the handwriting was suddenly messy , the ink smudged . " " At the wedding , he abandoned me . " " Fiona scared me with spiders again and I even got hurt , yet everyone blamed me . When I was little , I was locked in a room full of spiders.Even now , nightmares wake me up in a panic . But no one remembers , no one cares . " " ne by line , the handwriting grew messier , the strokes twisting as if written in utter despair . } n the very last page , only one scrawled sentence remained : " ! no longer want to chase a love that isn't mine . " " Jason's vision darkened ; he almost collapsed to the floor . All his stubborn biases crumbled in that instant . " What did the diary mean ? Wasn't Fiona the one being bullied all along ? " But reading through it , it seemed the truly mistreated one was someone else .... Jason's fingers gripped the diary so tightly that the veins stood out . Panic finally set in . He snatched his phone and coldly ordered his assistant . " Check it - now ! Where exactly has Fiona been for these three years and what has she been doing ? " " The night was heavy and still . The lights in the Corvin residence remained bright , yet the atmosphere was so oppressive it felt suffocating . Simon and Ethan lay awake for a long time , unable to find rest . Before dawn , they heard muffled sobs coming from downstairs . Frowning , the two of them went down and saw the usually calm and taciturn housekeeper kneeling in the corner of the living room , covering her face as she wept uncontrollably . " Bad luck , " she whispered . " Simon frowned tightly , his voice tinged with impatience . " She hasn't been found yet and you're crying ? Who are you crying for ? " Ethan's expression was equally dark , his eyes flashing with irritation . & At this moment , all they could feel was the pain of losing their sister , the last thing they wanted to see was someone shedding tears in front of them . But the housekeeper did not fall silent in fear as she usually would.N Her shoulders shook with sobs , tears soaking her clothes , her voice choked , barely able to form words . 1/1 577 % D