Victor chuckled, a warm confidence in his voice. "Don't worry, sweetheart. He's absolutely trustworthy."
He paused for a moment, then added, "Darling, I'm not trying to force you into an arranged marriage. I just want you to leave Tyson for now. When you're back, give your fiancé a chance—get to know him. If it truly doesn't work out, then so be it."
"I know, Dad." Winona smiled, though there was a trace of resignation in her voice. "But... you still haven't told me who this person actually is."
Victor laughed heartily. "Ah, I almost forgot—he's—"
Before he could finish, urgent voices erupted in the background.
"Something's come up at work. I need to check on it. We'll talk soon, alright?"
Without waiting for her reply, Victor hung up in a rush.
Winona could only laugh helplessly to herself.
Well, there'd be plenty of time to learn about her so-called fiancé when she got back.
She stared at her phone as the screen dimmed, a strange sense of emptiness washing over her.
How long had it been since she'd had a real conversation with her father like this?
She realized she'd been so foolish before.
After a hot shower, Winona slipped into bed, but sleep wouldn't come. She tossed and turned for ages before drifting off, only to jolt awake in the middle of the night, heart pounding.
The nightmare again—the car accident from two years ago.
She sat up, breathing hard, cold sweat slicked across her forehead.
After that, there was no hope of relaxing back into sleep.
She got dressed and stepped out of her bedroom, needing fresh air.
The neighborhood was upscale and secure—no one would bother her if she went for a midnight walk.
The living room was pitch dark, but the balcony lights were on.
Who could be out there so late?
"Mom, why did you drag me out here in the middle of the night?" Celia's tired voice drifted in from the balcony. "I was about to go to bed…"
"You really have no idea how much you worry me, do you?" Simone's voice replied, exasperated.
So, a late-night mother-daughter talk.
Winona was about to turn away when Simone's next words rooted her to the floor.
"You and your brother… I'm warning you both—enough is enough!"
What did that mean?



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