Chapter 725

‘Frida and Yvonne are here?‘ Madelyn thought as she stood up hurriedly.

Zach interrupted her, “Where are you going?”

Madelyn replied, “I don’t think I should stick around.”

Lifting his head, Zach’s icy eyes were filled with authority. He ordered, “Sit down and eat.”

Before Madelyn could say another word, two figures stormed into the room, bristling with righteous indignation. Yvonne wore an elegant golden dress embroidered with phoenix patterns, something one would wear for special occasions. She had been sitting alone in a hotel room, dressed and waiting, but Zach had never returned.

It wasn’t until Frida told Yvonne that Ethan had been taken away by Zach at the airport that Yvonne had finally woken up to reality.

‘Zach left me on our wedding day. We had just exchanged vows today. How could he forget just like that?”

“Why are you doing this to me? Did you forget that today is our wedding day? You’re supposed to be with me,” Yvonne’s voice quivered, her makeup barely concealing her pale, distraught face. Her eyes were red as if she’d been crying, and on her ring finger was a flashy wedding band that she had personally selected.

“Was there an important reason that forced you to leave?” Yvonne pleaded, desperate for an explanation.

Yvonne had never even seen Zach wear his wedding ring on his finger. Yet, she did not mind because they were married legally.

Madelyn could not bring herself to look up. Her hand clutched her fork as she recognized the despair and impending breakdown in Yvonne’s voice. It was like listening to her own past self from five years ago, and now, she had become the other woman‘ in someone else’s story. But there was no feeling of triumph–only a desire to escape.

Yvonne seemed like she had been pushed to the brink mentally, almost as if she was on the edge of going insane. After all, no one could accept that their husband–to–be, who was supposed to complete the wedding ceremony with them, had abandoned them to see another woman.

Frida wanted to step forward but was stopped by Zach’s bodyguard. Her eyes were filled with malice as she glared at Zach.

She warned, “Where’s my son? What have you done to him? Give him back to me! If anything happens to him, you’ll have to answer to me.”

Perhaps sensing the rising tension, Dalton, who was in the midst of feeding, seemed on the verge of crying. Zach tried to soothe the baby the way Madelyn usually did. Within moments, the tears were held at bay.

“Shush, keep it down. You’ll disturb the baby,” Zach cautioned.

Zach handed the baby to Giovanna, a housekeeper he had hired. “Take the baby back to my room,” he ordered.

“Yes, sir,” Giovanna nervously took the baby and quickly retreated upstairs. After witnessing Zach’s ruthlessness, she began to fear him.

Left alone with her uneaten meal, Madelyn lost all appetite, leaving her food to grow cold in the bowl.

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