Chapter 598

Madeline:

When I came to the hospital, I ran around, telling everyone I had a cure for

Yuvonne.

That we should give Yuvonne the cure, but somehow everybody just looked at me

like I had gone nuts.

Most importantly, everyone was crying.

Lord Jonah was in tears.

My children clung to my feet and cried.

And then there was Yuvonne’s mother, who had come to the hospital.

The moment I saw her, I realized she was the one I needed to tell so she could inform the doctors to give her the medicine.

But the way she approached me felt very hostile.

However, I still had to tell her. It was for Yuvonne.

“Hey,” I called, briskly moving toward her.

She had just arrived with her husband, the one I used to think was my father.

Karla’s makeup was smeared, like she had been crying.

“Madeline, you need to step away from her,” Lord Jonah warned, pulling me back before I could reach her.

He didn’t let me go near her.

He stepped between us, physically separating us.

“No, no, no, it’s fine. She’ll understand I’m talking about her daughter, and that I have a cure for her,” I insisted to Lord Jonah, realizing he thought she might attack me because we hadn’t gotten along before.

“Where is my daughter?” Karla screamed, as Lord Jonah moved between us again, making sure she didn’t come near me.

“She’s in the ICU, and I have the cure for her,” I repeated, just as I had told

everyone else, but no one cared to listen.

“Fuck you. You have nothing for her,” she shouted, breaking down.

I turned to look at Lord Jonah.

“This is why we need to tell her I have the cure,” I said to him, as Joseph, Yuvonne’s

father, began to pull Karla away to go see Yuvonne.

“Madeline, you need to calm down. It’s too late,” Lord Jonah said.

I stopped and turned to him.

“What is late?” I asked, watching his face.

He glanced around anxiously before looking back at me.

“Yuvonne is no longer with us.”

As he said those words, I began to shake my head. I was tired of everyone saying that, because it wasn’t true. I knew it wasn’t, because I had the cure for her.

“That’s why I need to give her the cure,” I said to Lord Jonah, trying to get past him to reach Yuvonne.

“Madeline, her parents are with her right now. Her mother will mistreat you if you go there,” he explained.

“Look at me, I have the cure,” I said to Lord Jonah, smiling weakly at him.

“Fine. Where is the cure?” he asked.

Thankfully, he did, because I immediately started searching for it in my purse.

“It was here,” I said, my voice trembling, “but it’s not here anymore,” I mumbled, looking up at Lord Jonah.

“Where did the cure go?” I asked, my voice breaking.

Tears suddenly began to stream from my eyes.

I was in a terrible state.

It felt as if nothing had happened to Yuvonne, but to me instead.

And then it all came back to me. I had the cure, but those greedy people had ruined everything.

As the realization hit me, I dropped to my knees. Lord Jonah quickly held me, trying to comfort me.

I cried there, screaming as I broke down. What had happened was terribly wrong. Yuvonne did not deserve it.

I just couldn’t understand how this had happened.

How could anyone think that Yuvonne did not deserve to live?

I was furious at them for not letting

me bring the cure for my reach

though it was ght within

That was when anger flooded my veins, and I made up my mind that I would not

help those people.

I was done playing nice.

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Lord Jonah lifted me and began to take me outside, but I wanted to stay with Yuvonne.

Still, I understood why he was taking me away.

Her mother had started screaming, especially calling out to me.

She was saying many things I didn’t want to hear because it was all too heartbreaking.

Simply put, she was blaming me for what had happened to her daughter.

“We will come back later for the funeral,” Lord Jonah said.

As he said that, I buried my face in my hands and started crying again. Hearing about her funeral made everything feel real.

He helped me out, and we reached the exit just as I saw Byron’s car.

Byron’s car pulled up, and Ron stepped out, looking hopeful.

The moment he saw me, he started walking toward me excitedly.

That was when I realized no one had told him that Yuvonne had passed away.

“Did you give her the cure?” Ron asked, coming up to me, holding my hands and smiling widely.

It had been so long since he had

finally been freed from prison,

to come

home and not find the mate

he had been desperate to return to.

“Tell me, is she inside?” he pressed.

As much as I wanted to, I just couldn’t tell him the truth.

“I’ll go and see her myself,” he said, as he rushed past me and went inside.

I knew all hell was about to break loose.