Chapter 1028 Haunted
Chapter 1028 Haunted
Mavis? Why would a person who had become a jar of ashes and was buried in the Callahan family cemetery appear here? Zack was flustered, thinking for a while that he was wrong.
And Mavis opposite him was also flustered.
The mist in the mountains and forests was hazy, and it looked very dim in the absence of sunlight.
However, before Zack had time to take another look, a sap suddenly hit him hard on the back of the head.
He felt a sudden pain, his vision quickly went dark, and he fell to the ground.
Lyra was standing right behind him, knocking him unconscious with a stick she had picked up casually from the ground.
When Mavis saw her, it was like seeing a savior, and hurried over, "Lyra, what should I do now? Zack saw that I am still alive, and Anthony probably will know soon."
Anthony will definitely come after her. Once he knew that the incident in the delivery room that night on the thunderstorm night was all a hoax, he will definitely be very angry and make her have a bad life. Lyra patted the back of her hand to reassure her, "Don't panic. We'll make preparations."
She nodded and looked at Lyra seriously, "Thank you Lyra. Now in this world, the only person I trust the most is you."
Lyra was honored to be her most trusted person.
But there were some things that Lyra still had to ask clearly in advance, "Mavis, if Anthony knows that you are still alive, do you have any plans?"
She froze and didn't speak.
Lyra continued, "Over the past year, I can see how much you miss the baby. You don't want to take the custody of the baby to yourself?"
Mavis remained silent.
Of course she would.
But the baby was still too young, and the difference in strength between her and the Callahan family was still too great. If they divorced, there was a high probability that she will not win the custody lawsuit. "Wait a few more years when the baby can choose who to follow. I have thought about it this year, and I still have to become stronger before I can face Anthony in the future."
As long as she can figure it out, Lyra had always supported women's self-independence and self-improvement.
The two were chatting, and Mavis' mother came out of the room, "Why is there someone lying on the ground?"
She spoke the dialect of Teflayria, which Lyra could not understand.
Mavis reacted belatedly, and hurried to help Zack who was unconscious on the ground.
...
Zack slept for a few hours and woke up to find himself lying on a hard wooden bed. His head was pounding, and he tried to sit up, rubbing the back of his head with a groan.
Lyra walked in with a bowl of herbs. "You're awake," she said casually as she sat down on the chair next to his bed. "How did you end up here? Did you faint?"
Faint? Zack's head was still foggy, but he remembered what happened before he passed out. "Ms. Lloyd, I saw Mrs. Callahan today! The real Mrs. Callahan!"
Lyra's face stiffened momentarily before returning to normal. "I think you have a fever and your mind is playing tricks on you," she said calmly. "Mavis has been dead for a year now, and her ashes are buried in the Callahan family cemetery in Suham of Crana."
"It's true! It really was Mrs. Callahan! She saw me too. I remember it clearly!" Zack insisted.
Lyra sighed and called out, "Come in."
Zack looked towards the door as another woman walked in carrying lunch.
She was slender with traces of age despite her makeup but it was clear that when she was young, she must have been beautiful too.
She also had golden hair and blue eyes with an exotic look just like Mavis'.
Zack froze as he began to doubt himself because this woman's features... were somewhat similar to Mavis'.
He pointed at her and asked, "Who is she...?"
Lyra answered, "She's Mavis' mother whom I helped divorce from her father last year. Now she's living alone here. Because I heard that she fell ill, I came over to check."
As Lyra spoke again, she added, "The woman you saw before fainting is her."
"How could that be..." Zack trailed off as his headache intensified while leaning against the edge of the bed, lost deep into thought.
Lyra remained calm. "Did you sleep outside in the tent last night?" "Yes."
"That explains everything then. It gets colder at night especially deeper into mountains like these where dew accumulates heavily. So no wonder why you caught cold fever and mistook Mavis' mother for Mavis herself."
With his headache worsening by each passing moment, along with doubts creeping inside him about what happened earlier, he was even more blurry by seeing someone who resembled Mavis right beside him.
Zack became increasingly uncertain about everything around him including himself.
He glanced at the woman not far away again, and the face that was very similar to Mavis gradually blurred his coma memory.
"I fell asleep last night feeling cold, but I didn't expect to really torment myself with a cold. Maybe... maybe I really misunderstood."
Lyra breathed a sigh of relief, and signaled him to drink the bowl of herbs on the bedside table, "There are no people around here, and you have to go to the county to go to the hospital. Mavis's mother picked herbs for you and I asked Micah about the prescription. Drink it while it's hot."
Zack was still trying to recall what happened before he fell into a coma. For some reason, he touched the back of his head, and that position hurt even more, so painful that his brain was about to explode. As if someone had just beaten him up.
But Lyra's slightly smiling expression made him feel that it was all an illusion.
After all, only Lyra and Mavis' mother lived here for miles around.
Lyra had no reason to hit him, and Mavis's mother was even less likely to be strong enough to beat him.
He suppressed the strange thoughts in his head, and started to talk seriously, "Ms. Lloyd, I came here on a special trip to find you. Yesterday was supposed to be the time for you to come to Callahan Group to discuss the project plan, but you didn't come. Mr. Callahan is worried about you, so let me come to you."
Lyra sneered, "He actually knew that I am in Bostrain. It seems that he investigated me."
"Don't worry too much. You can't get through on the phone and he is really worried about you, so he let me come over."
In this regard, Lyra just smiled casually, "Now you can see that I came here because Mavis' mother was unwell. The power resources in the mountains are limited, and my mobile phone is out of battery. I just recharged it this morning."
"It's okay that you're fine."
"You can see it now. There are not many rooms in this small rural house, and it can't accommodate you at night. When do you plan to return to Crana?"
This was a blatant order to evict him.
Zack immediately lifted the quilt and wanted to get out of bed, "Since your safety has been confirmed, then I can rest assured to tell him. I won't bother you any more, and I'll leave now." "Shall you go after taking the medicine?"
"No, I'm fine. It's probably just a little cold. It's not a big problem."
He picked up the backpack on the side, and said before leaving, "Please don't turn off your phone. I believe Mr. White will be very anxious if he can't contact you."
Lyra smiled and stood up, "I know."
She watched as Zack disappeared down the mountain path, leaving the range behind.
Behind her, Mavis cautiously peeked over the backyard chicken coop wall to make sure Zack was gone before slipping back into the house.
Just in case, it looked like they would have to move again.
Zack didn't immediately return home after leaving the mountains.
He had no plane ticket and there weren't many one-way flights from Bostrain. So he went back to downtown and rented a guesthouse while also buying some cold medicine for himself. In his guesthouse room, he held an electronic thermometer in his mouth while calling Anthony to report on his situation.
He told Anthony everything about Lyra coming to visit Mavis's mother and also shared his doubts with him.
"Mr. Callahan," Zack said without missing a beat. "I feel like my head hurts most at the back of my head as if someone knocked me out, but Ms. Lloyd says I have a fever and fainted." "I might have been haunted or even Mrs. Callahan's ghost..."