Chapter 744

Yuvonne:

I was in the basement, in my room.

I wasn’t chained or in shackles.

Rosetta had asked me to stay here for a while, and I trusted her.

I had no reason not to.

I had heard Elara and Bodhi were in the same mansion.

I wanted to see them, but she suggested it wasn’t a good idea right now because Lady Eugenia was also on the third floor.

The fact that she had tried to kill me, and then my mother had ended up dying, weighed heavily on my mind.

There was an impostor living in my home, pretending to be my mother.

I took a deep breath and covered my face with my hands, sighing.

Rosetta had left her phone with me so I could see everything that was happening. Of course, my parents weren’t in the crowd.

Rosetta had told me that the maid in my mother’s appearance, the one Rosetta had asked to work for her, had accepted a bribe from Lady Eugenia and decided not to reveal who she really was.

Instead, she continued living her life after accusing Madeline and placing all the blame for my death on her.

I couldn’t wait to get out of here and get my hands on her too.

At the same time, I caught sight of Ron on the phone’s screen.

He was there in the crowd today.

He looked handsome, but there was sadness in his eyes.

Dark circles shadowed them too.

There were moments when I noticed his stare was completely blank, as though

there were no emotions or dreams left behind his eyes.

It broke my heart, and a small whimper escaped my lips.

I quickly silenced myself and set the phone down beside me.

Then I heard nothing but my own heartbeat pounding in my ears.

That had been happening for the past three or four minutes.

Maybe it meant I’d finally be able to leave this room.

I wasn’t sure, but something was wrong.

Then I heard footsteps outside the room.

It wasn’t Rosetta.

She never stood outside my room like this.

Not like someone lurking.

As the door opened, the man I had been desperately waiting to see walked in.

He thought I was dead.

So when he saw me, I watched his face turn pale and his lips lose their colour for a brief moment.

Nala was beside him.

She had been on the stage earlier as well.

“Yuvonne?” Ron breathed my name through his tears before gathering himself.

Then, still crying and clearly confused, he stepped inside, running a hand through his hair absentmindedly.

“My Yuvonne?” he whispered, pointing at himself as if he couldn’t believe what he was seeing.

“Yes, your Yuvonne,” I replied, getting up from the bed.

But he reached me before I could

take another step, wrapping his

arms around me and pulling

a tight embrace.

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He held me so tightly that I thought he might break my bones.

He started crying so hard that it made me cry with him.

“Wait, what is going on?” Nala asked. “Are you hugging a ghost? Is it an imposter?”

I guessed Nala had every right to ask those questions, but Ron simply shook his head.

“No. This is her. I know it. This isn’t someone else in her body. This is

my yuvonne Ran insisteret

to let go.

At one point, Nala had to physically step between us and pull me away from him. Ron shot her an angry look for doing so, and even that made my heart skip a beat.

“You’re going to smother her,” Nala scolded, pushing him back before turning to me and gently cupping my cheek.

“You really are alive?” she whispered.

I nodded, smiling.

Then, once again, Ron moved her aside and pulled me back into his arms.

His lips met mine, making me feel whole.

Being dead, and worrying that people might forget about me, had been my greatest

fear.

I should have known he would never move on from me so easily.

After we had hugged and kissed, he finally pulled away.

He turned towards the door, then looked back at me.

“Has she been holding you hostage?” he asked, and I immediately understood how

it must have looked.

“No,” I replied, gently curling my fingers into his shirt. “She saved me.”

As soon as I said that, Ron frowned at me.

Even Nala took a deep breath, as though they both thought I was defending the wrong person.

“But she has Lady Eugenia staying here,” Ron argued, and I nodded.

I ran my hands up from his neck to his face, cupping his cheeks.

He immediately began to calm down under my touch.

“That’s because she’s helping us. She’s helping us with far more than we realise I explained, watching. Ron’s lost expression.

Instead of asking more questions, he hugged me again.

It seemed it wasn’t going to be easy for anyone to separate him from me, at least

not for now.

I could almost hear his heartbeat pounding in his chest.

He was truly, truly happy.

To him, I was a dream he had thought he’d lost forever.

So now that I was back in his arms, he refused to let me go.