My Mirror Image

Chapter 243

Candice resided in the old district of Northdale, where the security facilities were not up to par. The lock

on her unit door was old and worn, and it was the same as being without any security.

measures.

She was a light sleeper. Since she was burdened by something on her mind, Candice spent the

night in a daze.

In the middle of the night, she heard the sound of someone banging on the door. Initially, she thought

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Candice only realized it was real when the sound persisted urgently for a few minutes, as if the person

was trying to break down the door.

Her apartment was on the first floor, and a small garden was outside the window. Although Candice

couldn’t see well, she could hear someone using something to break the window.

Fortunately, Joe had installed protective bars outside the window to prevent burglars, so they couldn’t

break in through the window.

Still, hearing someone banging on the door and smashing her windows in the middle of the night.

was somewhat unsettling.

Candice stayed huddled under the blanket, afraid to move. She didn’t even dare to turn on the lights,

fearing that those people would know she was at home.

Occasionally, she heard someone shouting, “Pay up! Pay up!”

Candice struggled to stay calm as she searched for her phone to call 999. She spoke in a low tone.

Meanwhile, the commotion outside got louder, making her feel even more uneasy.

However, Candice still retained her rational mindset. She knew she needed to lock the door, so she

fumbled around to leave her bed in the dark.

But since she couldn’t see very well, she accidentally kicked a cabinet in her attempt to lock the

door.

Tears welled up instantly, and she could only stifle a groan as she stumbled back to bed.

The commotion outside continued for over twenty minutes. It only stopped when the police arrived, and

things calmed down. Candice’s heart sank as she listened to the noises outside.

When the surroundings finally became completely quiet, the panic and fear in Candice’s heart suddenly

surged again. Her previous composure was just a stress response in a critical moment.

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After all, she was just a woman in her twenties.

She looked up at the window covered by thick curtains, feeling as if someone might jump out any

second. She closed her eyes, and tears flowed down her face uncontrollably.

How could she not be afraid?

After what felt like forever, Hanley arrived with the others from the studio.

Candice had made the call just now when she couldn’t bear the fear any longer.

Hanley looked at her red eyes and pale face with a slight frown. “Are you okay?”

Candice shook her head. The fear was only hitting her now. She felt weak, and she didn’t have any

energy to speak.

She was wearing only a cotton nightgown, and her hair hung loosely behind her. She also wasn’t

wearing any shoes.

It wasn’t until Hanley called to say he had arrived that Candice dared to turn on the lights and open the

door.

Hanley took off his coat and draped it over Candice directly, looking at her bare feet. His eyebrows

furrowed slightly, and then he averted his gaze.

“You can’t stay here anymore. Pack up and come to my place.”

Candice’s mind is in turmoil right now. After hearing Hanley’s words, she obeyed mechanically.

However, instead of returning to her room, she looked up at Hanley with some hesitation.

Hanley’s eyes flickered with understanding. “I’ll check the windows. You go back inside.”

Candice nodded and followed Hanley back to the room.

It was a cold night, and the wind swept in when the window was opened.

Candice shivered, and Hanley closed the window.

“The window is not damaged. It’s just a bit dirty.”

After saying that, he stepped back outside and closed the door for Candice. “Freshen up first, okay? I’ll

be waiting outside.”

Candice really didn’t dare to stay alone in the room now. Her throat tightened as she said, Hanley,

thank you.”