Masked In Nobility: Secrets Of Mrs. Chavez by Selina Gorges

Chapter 412

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At Janice's reaction, her expression stiffened slightly, and she avoided Bonnie's gaze. Awkwardly, she murmured, "Bon, I'm sorry... Holden had me under surveillance. I didn't have a chance to make that call

In truth, Janice did have a chance, but it was a call she was never going to make. Only if Bonnie married Xavian would she receive a generous dowry that would allow her to marry an elderly, wealthy man from the neighboring area. She'd had enough of the hard life in Dungo Village. Marriage was her only escape to a better life.

"Bon, even if I did get a chance to call Yvette, do you honestly think she'd come all this way just to help you escape?" Janice thought Bonnie's studies had made her naive.

They're just friends. Who would risk everything to travel all the way to Dungo Village for Bon? Who would be that foolish? Impossible, Janice thought.

Bonnie was about to speak when a cough escaped her, but she steadied herself, looking resolute as she told Janice, "Janice, if Yvette knew about my situation, she would absolutely come to rescue me."

Fearing that Bonnie's excitement might worsen her condition, Janice quickly replied, "Alright, I understand."

The room fell quiet. Bonnie was already too weak. Her once-round face had grown gaunt over the past few days.

Beside her, Janice looked at Bonnie with a tinge of guilt, though helplessness filled her gaze.

Suppressing the itch in her throat, Bonnie forced herself to comfort Janice. "Janice, I know it's because of me that you're being watched as well. I'm sorry for dragging you into this."

Looking at Bonnie's frail state, Janice's resolve wavered momentarily, but in the next second, she steadied herself.

'Bon is young and doesn't understand Xavian's worth. Once she's married, she'll realize that life with him will be just like any other marriage. It doesn't matter who one ends up with,' Janice wondered. With some effort, Bonnie reached into her pocket and pulled out a small slip of paper, her voice barely a whisper. "Janice, I have one last request.

"After I get married, call the number on this paper. Just tell him that I'm glad I knew him, and I hope he'll have a wonderful future."

Hearing this, Janice's eyes lit up with delight. "Bon, does that mean you've agreed to marry Xavian?"

Bonnie nodded with a look of unshakable determination. "Yes, I've agreed."

She had mentally prepared herself for the worst. In truth, she had no intention of actually marrying Xavian.

slip of paper, noticing there was a photo on it. The picture was crumpled as if

saw the man's face in the photo,

he your boyfriend? Is he the one you're

oblivious to Janice's shift in tone, shook her head and answered softly. "No... he's not my boyfriend. He's... he's just

the photo away. "Bon, is he a classmate? His clothes look

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paused, feeling Janice's questions were a bit odd, but she nodded anyway. "His family's from Betrico. I

soured slightly, thinking Ronnie wasn't being entirely honest. 'Does Bonnie think just because I never went to school, I don't recognize luxury brands! The man's clothes screath

your food here. Make sure you eat

take care of, including sewing your wedding dress, so just rest and wait for your big day three days from

your wedding day, I'll sneak away and call that man. I'll pass along what you wanted to

nodded. "Thank

crossing her face, then walked

food on the table, mustered her remaining strength, and walked over. She sat down, her hands trembling as she picked up a fork, lifting a bite to her mouth, but the

slip from her eyes, falling onto her plate.

which had hurried Bonnie back from Seacrity, only for Holden to trap her here and force

all just Holden and Dr. Hansen's twisted scheme to deceive the villagers... Grandma passed away long ago. Holden has been lying to

was crying while eating, she heard three quick taps on

to the window, whispering cautiously, "Who...

next moment, the window opened, and a face appeared, the very face Bonnie had dreamed

vanish. She rubbed her eyes, wiped away her uncontrollable tears, and asked in disbelief, "Yvette? Is it

in black, with a cap pulled low over her eyes, stood there with a cool, steady gaze fixed on Bonnie's gaunt face. Her voice was calm, almost icy. "Yes, it's me." Realizing

Bonnie, her usual calm gaze unfazed by Bonnie's chaotic excitement. "Step aside.

backed away, leaving space by the window, and stood