The lost heiress never forgiven

Chapter 433 The Promise Before the Storm

Chapter 433 The Promise Before the Storm

“You’re being foolish!”

Wayne shot Chase a hard glare. “I know this is hard on you, but we don’t have a choice. We have to think about the bigger picture.”

“Don’t talk to me about the bigger picture, Dad. I hate those words the most,” Chase snapped. “If it weren’t for the so–called ‘greater good‘ back then, Wendy wouldn’t have… I’ve already failed her once. I won’t make any more compromises.”

With that, Chase turned and walked away, leaving Wayne slumped with exhaustion.

He knew his son had never truly let go of the past. All these years, Chase had carried the weight of guilt. He had no idea how to face Johnathan.

On one hand, he wanted to treat Johnathan well. But every time the past came up, the pain hit him all over again.

Wayne understood. What had happened back then was wrong. But there was no undoing it now. What was left to do but carry on?

After a moment, Wayne let out a long breath. “Call Jose.”

“Yes, sir.”

The butler bowed and left.

Inside, Sierra woke up after just a few hours of rest. The moment she moved, Johnathan stirred awake too.

“Why not sleep a little longer?” he asked.

“That was plenty.”

Sierra glanced out the window–it was already dark. “I’m going to cook something.”

She hadn’t stepped into a kitchen in a long time.

Johnathan didn’t stop her. In fact, he smiled. “I’ll help wash the vegetables.”

could do right now anyway. And even if he could, Sierra would never

and asked him to send

a simple

“It’s been so long/since I cooked.

“I think it’s perfect.”

mention the drug, the lab, or anything grim. They

passed, Johnathan’s hands

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gave him a helpless look. “Mr. Yaeger, did you forget you’re not supposed to be moving

You move.

her ear, coaxing her

end, Sierra

had tried so hard to hide. Both had lost weight. Both were silently heartbroken for the

tenderness hidden, showing

this before–like a phantom of the night, graceful and

tear his eyes

the quietest moment

it through tomorrow, marry

the words as

but he had never seriously considered

him, marriage was something distant. Maybe even dangerous. He worried that what he had with Sierra could end up like his parents‘ toxic

believed his feelings for her would

But they didn’t.

they only grew stronger. He wanted to hold

much to him that he

was tired of running. If he survived this… he wanted a home.

A child of their own. And if that happened, he swore he’d

proposal–no flowers, no ring, no

ncy.

raced as