However, Adam did not ask any further questions. Alice leaned against his chest, feeling low and heavy-headed. She had been tortured in every way when she was Bella's niece. If she became Bella's biological daughter, wouldn't Adam hate her to death? This thought terrified her, and she trembled lightly in Adam's arms. He picked up his black coat and draped it over Alice's shoulders, covering her exposed shoulders and trembling body. The enclosed carriage was silent and oppressive. Alice fell asleep in a state of confusion. When she woke up, they were already in the Imperial Garden. It was already almost ten o'clock in the morning, and she had fallen asleep in Adam's arms in the car. There was a new set of clothes on the bedside table. Alice put them on and left the room, heading downstairs.
