?<strong>Chapter 558:</strong>


    Elyse tried to encourage Tracy to lean on her, but Tracy refused, always keeping in mind that Elyse was pregnant. “You’re pregnant and vulnerable right now, how could I lean on you?”


    Elyse wrinkled her nose affectionately. “Come on, you’re very light. It’s fine.”


    Morgan lowered her gaze and noticed a faint red mark on the inner side of Tracy’s thigh. She frowned and asked, “Are you bleeding?”


    Tracy’s face flushed with embarrassment, unsure of how to respond.


    “Let’s get you back to the room first. We’ll talk more when the doctor arrives,” Elyse said urgently.


    Tracy nodded silently and made her way to the guest room on the second floor.


    Morgan decided not to follow them. She felt her presence might stop Tracy from speaking openly, so she remained in the living room, waiting for the doctor.


    In the guest room, Tracy sat on the bed while Elyse carefully tucked her in under the covers.


    Cradling Tracy in her arms, Elyse spoke softly. “Tracy, can you tell me what happened?”


    Tracy sighed bitterly, unsure how to begin.


    Elyse vaguely guessed what had happened upon seeing the marks on Tracy’s body—hickeys and even bite marks. There were just so many of them.


    Taking a quick nce at her injuries, Elyse asked, “Did Shaun do this to you?”


    After a moment of silence, Tracy nodded slowly.


    Elyse felt a lump form in her throat. She knew she shouldn’t have left Tracy at Shaun’s house that day. How could that maniac do this to her friend?


    “Is he insane? Why would he bite you? There are teeth marks all over your body?” Elyse choked out, tears welling in her eyes.


    Tracy managed a small smile and replied softly, “Yes, he’s insane.”


    Elyse pressed on, “But when I saw you twost time, he seemed fine. Why would he treat you like this now?”


    After a long pause, Tracy finally said, her voice barely above a whisper, “Dolores approached me. She forced Shaun into a meeting with her two days ago and demanded that he hand me over to her.


    I just wanted to reason with Shaun, to ask him to let me go and give up on me. But then he lost control.”


    Elyse was stunned. She hadn’t expected Dolores’s visit.


    Confusion clouding her expression, Elyse asked, “How did you manage to leave today? What did you say to Shaun to let you go?”


    Tracy’s smile was weary but relieved. “Dolores came back today with Lowell. She and Shaun went straight to the study to talk, so I asked Lowell to take me away.”


    Elyse frowned. In her eyes, Lowell was merely an unruly rider. How could he have been willing to help Tracy?


    “Did he agree to help you just because you asked?” Elyse inquired, her confusion evident.


    Tracy paused for a moment before responding, “I begged him, even got down on my knees and swore I would never return to Watscar.”


    “You knelt down before him? How dare he demand such a thing!” Elyse eximed, her anger rising at the thought.


    Tracy managed a bitter smile. She knew it wasn’t just her plea that convinced Lowell to help her. She didn’t want to tell Elyse what she had to do to escape Shaun. Taking her hand, Tracy reassured her, “Please don’t worry about me. I’ll be alright.”


    Elyse’s eyes welled up with tears. “You’re bleeding. How could he do this to you?”


    “Shaun always treats me like this in bed. He can’t believe I can’t endure it and uses me of lying. He wouldn’t let me go until I was hurt and bleeding.”


    Elyse clenched her fists in anger. “That monster! I had no idea he was this cruel. I won’t let him get away with this when I see him next!”


    Tracy shook her head and said, “It’s all over now. I don’t want to stay in Watscar anymore. I’m nning to get better and then go abroad. I’lle back in a few years.”


    Elyse was taken aback. “You’re leaving Watscar? Did Lowell require your leave?”


    “Yes, I asked him for help. I had no other choice,” Tracy replied with a bitter smile. “I have to keep my promise.”


    Elyse struggled to find words, overwhelmed by Tracy’s decision.


    They talked for a while until the family medical team arrived.


    The doctor and nurse were both women, which put Tracy at ease during the examination.


    An hourter, the doctor said to Elyse, “Tracy has a vaginal tear, likely from having too much sex. She also has whish wounds.”


    Pausing briefly, the doctor continued, “For now, she needs plenty of rest to recover.”


    Elyse nodded solemnly. “Thank you, doctor.”


    “I’ve already prescribed the medication and handed it to the butler. I’m leaving now,” the doctor said before departing with the nurse.


    Elyse made her way to the door of the room and stole a nce at Tracy, who had fallen asleep from exhaustion. Tracy was still frowning as if troubled by a nightmare.


    Hurrying over, Elyse gently tried tofort her. “It’s okay, Tracy. I’m here with you. Everything will be alright.”


    Elyse continued to talk to her for a while. Gradually, Tracy’s frown rxed, and her sleeping face regained a sense of calm.


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