Rose with Thorns

Chapter 2

“Yvie, my dear Yvie…”

The minute Yvette got out of the car, she was tightly embraced by a beautiful woman, who had rushed toward her.

The woman’s face was pale, making her look somewhat frail. However, her eyes were filled with longing and excitement. “My dear Yvie is finally back!”

Irwin Murray followed closely behind, his eyes also slightly reddened as he called out warmly, “I’m your father, Yvie. Welcome home!”

A warm feeling flowed through Yvette’s heart. She lowered her gaze and nodded slightly.

“My precious Yvie, you’ve finally returned to me!” Yara Strauss couldn’t contain her excitement as tears streamed down her face.

She held onto Yvette tightly and was unwilling to let go of her.

Upon seeing her so emotional, Irwin quickly stepped forward to support her. “Yara, you can’t get too worked up, it’s not good for your health. Our daughter coming home is a happy occasion; no more tears.”

Watching Yara’s emotional state, Yvette pressed her red lips together and said somewhat awkwardly, “Don’t be sad, Mom. I’m back.”

Hearing the word “Mom”, Yara immediately let go of Irwin’s hand and clung to Yvette’s arm, her eyes full of expectation. “Yvie, can you call me ‘Mom’ again?”

Irwin could only sigh after Yara pushed him aside.

seemed that with his precious daughter’s return, his standing with

but she still softly called out again,

up with more energy, a radiant smile spreading across her beautiful

one you like.” With that, she gently took Yvette’s

sighed helplessly before quickly

to make his presence known in front of his precious daughter; he couldn’t let her mother

was even more luxurious and opulent than expected. The household staff stood in a neat line and greeted her respectfully, “Welcome home,

they’re not at home at the

and her

you. Do you like it?” Yara had led Yvette to the second floor and opened the door, looking at her expectantly. Irwin stood quietly in

room was pink, Yvette pressed her lips together. She then met Yara’s hopeful gaze, and after a moment of hesitation, she

brighter. She had so much she wanted to say, but she

head and spoke softly, “It’s late, Yvie. Get

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“Goodnight, Yvie!”

reluctantly. Their enthusiasm and affection were a little overwhelming

holding her arm, Yvette took the chance to check her pulse. She found that Yara’s health was indeed frail, likely due to lingering issues

help her recover

district, renowned for its extravagance and frequent visits by the wealthy

was parked at the

been reunited with their long-lost daughter, and suggested that

lounged in a lazy posture. “If I remember correctly, that girl is only 18 years old this year,” he

a touch of allure to his

of you think I’m some sort of

Senior’s suggestion, Mr. Quinn. I’m simply conveying

hand, his handsome yet sinister face turning cold. A sudden chill seemed to permeate through

I’ll be calling off the engagement with the Murray family in a

Quinn, the engagement between the Quinn family and Murray family was arranged by the previous generation. If

won’t let her find out

a troubled