Chapter 71

Chapter 71

Rhian POV

I quickly stepped outside when I saw some people searching for me at the gate. The night at Hacienda Suarez suddenly shifted as a group of ten serious-looking men approached the guard, inquiring about a name that sent a cold shiver down my spine.

“Why are they looking for me?” that question raced through my mind as I moved closer to them.

As I exited the celebration, I felt an unsettling dread while Andrew followed closely behind me. Ruel, who was trailing me with a look of uncertainty, only added to the tension of the moment.

“Are you Rhian Suarez?” one of them asked. Their serious expressions hinted at a chilling presence.

“Correction, Mrs. Rhian Adam Suarez Jackson!” my husband interjected.

“Tsk!” was the brief reply, and he glanced at Ruel, who was standing behind us.

The ten men turned their attention to us, their piercing gazes unnerving.

“You Highness!” they all exclaimed in unison, bowing deeply.

We were immediately shocked by their show of respect for Ruel. He quickly explained everything. I held onto Andrew tightly, seeking comfort and support in the face of an unknown threat. The weight of the truth about Ruel, the man I had trusted, suddenly felt heavy with new intensity.

The revelation of Ruel’s true identity as the son of a mafia leader cast a shadow over the night, and now it seemed that the consequences of that truth were catching up to us.

In a surprising turn, all the men bowed when they noticed Ruel standing behind us, a silent acknowledgment of his presence and the power he wielded. Ruel’s shock at the unexpected turn of events mirrored my own; his expression was a mix of confusion and disbelief.

As the night descended into chaos and uncertainty, a somber recognition of the conflicting fates of those involved enveloped us all. The unveiling of Ruel’s true identity triggered a series of events that none of us could have foreseen, leading to a brutal outcome that would haunt us in the days to come.

The atmosphere at Hacienda Suarez was thick with tension, the weight of secrets and revelations hanging in the air. As the ten men bowed in acknowledgment of Ruel’s presence, there was an unsettling sense of concern spreading throughout the garden, casting long shadows that seemed to dance with ill intent.

I stood frozen, my heart pounding in my chest as I tried to grasp the unfolding drama. The truth about Ruel's identity revealed a labyrinth of deception and danger that now threatened to engulf us all. The reassuring presence of Andrew by my side felt like a lifeboat in the storm, a beacon of strength amid the turmoil.

Ruel’s expression—a mask of disbelief and acceptance—reflected my own turmoil. The revelation of his true identity not only shattered my perception of him but also brought forth a darkness that now loomed over us like a ghost.

The deep faces of the men spoke of a history I could barely comprehend, a world of shadows and whispered alliances now crashing down upon our peaceful celebration. Their heavy gazes weighed upon us, a silent reminder of a perilous game we had unwittingly entered.

As the night wore on, the tension in the air intensified, suffocating in its strength. Then, in a moment that would forever be etched in my memory, Ruel suddenly collapsed, his body surrendering to the weight of the truth he had carried for so long.

The garden fell into an open silence, the echoes of revelation and loss dissipating into the night. In that moment, as we faced the harsh consequences of the truths we had uncovered, I realized that the shadows of the past do not simply vanish.

As the first light of dawn peeked through Hacienda Suarez, casting long shadows that seemed to whisper undiscovered secrets, I knew the path ahead was fraught with danger and uncertainty. But with Andrew by my side, I was ready to confront whatever darkness lay ahead, holding onto the hope that light would ultimately pierce through the shadows of truth.

“Rhian, are you okay?” Andrew’s voice, filled with concern, cut through the fog in my mind. I forced a smile, a weak attempt to mask the turmoil within.

“I was just a bit shocked,” I whispered. “It all seems… new to me, and I can’t believe what I’ve just learned.”

He clasped my hand, his kiss a light of comfort amid the chaos. “Just breathe,” he murmured. “We’re in this together!” His words brought a smile to my face, easing my feelings.

The next day, Ruel visited us to explain everything. It turned out he had lost his memory due to an accident. His wife had found him in a province. The ten men were looking for him out of fear for our safety.

As the couple bid farewell, my heart ached seeing Ruel’s wife cry, knowing they might not see their son again.

In a short time, Angei had grown accustomed to being with Andrew’s child, and it deeply hurt her.

I smiled as I watched them exchange promises to one another, like young lovers.

“Thank you so much for your help, Senorita! If you hadn’t taken us in, we might still be on the streets, and they wouldn’t have been able to find me.”

Ruel told me. I simply smiled and replied, “I hope you can visit again. And please, just call me Rhian.”

As they finally said their goodbyes, “Big brother Randy, remember your promise!” our child shouted.

“Yes, I promise! You’re the princess of my life!” he shouted back, waving. Until they disappeared from our view, I immediately embraced my child as they cried silently.

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