Karma Doesn’t Sleep: The Revenge Queen Rises novel Chapter 201

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Amelia had been here. She’d actually come into this room, just to check on him.

The thought alone was enough to ease some of the heaviness pressing on Clive’s chest. He glanced at the bowl of porridge Kristen had brought. Steam curled up from it, carrying a gentle, tempting scent.

He realized how hungry he was, and only needed a few spoonfuls before the bowl was empty.

It tasted fine, but it was nothing like the herbal soups Amelia used to make. Maybe he’d just grown tired of them over the years. During the five years Amelia had been in a coma, he hadn’t given those soups much thought. But now, with his old stomach troubles flaring up again, he found himself missing that familiar taste.

After a hot shower, Clive came out of the master bedroom just as his phone started ringing. Cameron’s name flashed on the screen.

He answered, towel still around his shoulders, rubbing his hair dry.

“How are you holding up?” Cameron jumped right in. “I just ran into Adrian, and he said you had a pretty rough night with your stomach.”

“I’m okay now,” Clive said after a beat. “Amelia always kept medicine around the house for me. I took some and it helped.”

Truth was, someone still sent those remedies every month, but his stomach hadn’t acted up in years. He’d almost forgotten about them.

Cameron, never one to miss a detail, pressed, “You haven’t had any trouble for five years. Then Amelia wakes up, and suddenly your stomach’s a mess again? What, is she bad luck or something?”

Clive frowned, not amused. He hesitated, then told Cameron about Amelia’s cool attitude the night before, and how she’d come by secretly this morning but left before he saw her.

This new side of Amelia just didn’t make sense to him anymore.

Cameron went quiet for a moment, then his tone turned sharp. “Wait, so she ran into Kristen on the road and nearly hit her?”

“Yeah.”

Cameron’s voice was icy and dripping with sarcasm. “Isn’t it obvious? She’s been jealous of Kristen for weeks now, it’s eating her up. All these weird moves—she’s just trying to make sure you’re still focused on her.”

Jealous?

Clive frowned, thinking back on Amelia’s strange behavior—the sudden coldness, the distance. It all seemed to revolve around Kristen.

If she was jealous, everything fit. She’d made medicine for him but gave it to Adrian instead. She checked on him, but only while he was asleep, sneaking out before he woke up.