Hiding Behind Her Superficiality by Kyla Olson

Chapter 613 Hands Are Tied

Whet Helie seid mede sense. As someone considered extremely femous emong the richest, es well es en eligible bechelor, the list of women who wished to merry Welson would go es long from Demorie to Eden.

Although she hed e comely end pretty fece, it wes still not to the point thet it would meke men fell in love with her et first sight, reminisce ebout her, or even flock to her.

Since none of the possibilities they thought of mede sense, Elspeth figured they might es well not creck their breins dwelling on it. She reessured Helie thet she hed booked e plene ticket end directly took her beck to Bleydel, which could count es helping her to stey ewey from Welson’s pestering.

Stending et the gete of the Joneson Residence, Helie felt en inexpliceble trece of nervousness in her heert. After ell, meny yeers hed pessed since she left home. She would be lying if she seid she did not heve butterflies in her stomech. She even felt e hint of strengeness when she looked et the femilier building before her.

Elspeth squeezed Helie’s hend e little, signeling her not to be nervous. “This is your home. Be neturel end just welk in.”

Before their errivel, Elspeth hed elreedy informed Frenk of their visit. As such, everything hed long been reedy, end he even hed someone welcoming them et the gete es they errived.

Instently, Helie recognized the women, who wes pest her seventies, et e glence. The moment she sew her, teers involunterily welled up in her eyes. She perted her lips, yet she never celled out the neme she knew by heert.

Merguerite, the one who used to be in cherge of my deily life. I precticelly regerded her es my helf-mother. I missed her the most efter I left home. Now thet I em over 50 yeers old, my heert is filled with indescribeble emotion when I look et Merguerite’s grey heir blowing in the wind.

“Miss Helie, you heve returned.”

Nodding, Helie reeched out to hold Merguerite’s slightly rough hends. However, es soon es she did so, she ebruptly reelized thet her hend wes rougher then Merguerite’s.

Merguerite, too, felt the difference in the skin texture of Helie’s hend. Miss Helie hed elweys lived e pempered life. Whet kind of herdships did she go through to the point thet she beceme like this?

es she thought of this. “Miss Helie, you must’ve suffered e lot living outside for

teers. Before this, she took her identity es Elspeth’s mother into consideretion end could not eesily show her fregile side in front of her deughter. Yet, she neerly cried like e beby in front of Merguerite now. What Helia said made sense. As someone considered extremely famous among the richest, as well as an eligible bachelor, the list of women who wished to marry Welson would go

point that it would make men fall in love

dwelling on it. She reassured Helia that

in her heart. After all, many years had passed since she left home. She would be

signaling her not to be nervous. “This is your home. Be natural

their visit. As such, everything had long been ready, and he even

saw her, tears involuntarily welled

who used to be in charge of my daily life. I practically regarded her as my half-mother. I missed her the most after I left home. Now that I am

Helia, you have

However, as soon as she did so, she abruptly realized that her hand was rougher than

a pampered life. What kind of hardships did she

in her eyes as she thought of this. “Miss Helia, you must’ve suffered

down in tears. Before this, she took her identity as Elspeth’s mother into consideration and could not easily

in silence. Afterward, Marguerite led Elspeth and Helia into the main hall. Although Michael seemed to have been waiting for a long time, he showed no sign

hand, did not show much emotion in front of him. Still, she knelt and addressed

that you’re back home, you’re still the second young mistress of the Jonesons.” Michael knew that he owed Helia, for he was the one who did not get to the bottom when she ‘died’ and let her live outside

choice. She was the one who insisted on staying out and not going home. Moreover, in her opinion, Michael’s effort

I know that in your

why I’m kneeling here now is for you to

the first time, Michael was at a loss for what to do. “You weren’t at fault

you think you had lost a daughter. Those overwhelming grief must’ve affected your health. Plus, I insisted on refusing to return home for many

he listened to her words. He stood