Comeback Of The Adored Heiress

Chapter 1289:

“If you’re tired, don’t push yourself. Let the driver take you home to rest,” he said, his voice calm but firm.

If they hadn’t spoken up, Evie would have simply buried the sadness within her, letting it fester in silence. But their concern only made the emotions she had tried so hard to suppress feel even more fragile.

A lump formed in her throat, and an aching heaviness settled in her chest. Her nose stung, and she was moments away from tears. Yet, in the shifting lights of the room, neither Madisyn nor Andrew noticed the moisture glistening in her eyes.

Evie knew she couldn’t sit there any longer. This was her brother’s birthday, a night meant for joy, and she refused to be the one to dampen the mood.

Pushing herself up, she forced her voice to remain steady.

“I’ll head back first.”

“Okay.”

bag, she slipped out

her, she exhaled shakily, lifting a hand to her forehead as if to steady herself—when in reality, she was wiping

driver, climbed into the back seat, and let the

villa abroad, Waylon carried a steaming bowl of soup into the bedroom. His voice was gentle as he

blankets, a delicate movement stirred. Then, a beautiful blonde woman

in hand, she smiled brightly, looped her arms around his neck, and leaned in to press a kiss to

as her lips were about to brush against his skin, Waylon’s expression suddenly

only

“Miss Klein, we’ve arrived.”

driver’s voice pulled Evie back to reality. Her eyelids fluttered open. She was momentarily disoriented, until she recognized the familiar facade of her villa outside

“Okay, thank you.”

the car, she went straight to

water envelop her, holding her breath beneath the surface until the pressure in her lungs