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Tyler extended his right hand, playfully tapping the top of Zyra's head. "I always thought of you as a slow thinker, but it seems your brain works faster than I gave you credit for.""Alright. It's time for me to head home," Zyra said, noticing her impeccably clean clothes.As she began to sit up, a memory flashed across her mind. Had she not vomited all over herself last night? Why were her clothes pristine? It was not a dream, surely?A faint, unfamiliar scent caught her attention, and she realized it was not the scent of her own laundry detergent on her clothes."Did you undress me?"The boldness of her own words surprised her.Tyler rolled his eyes, clearly exasperated. He felt the need to clarify, lest she thought of him as a villain."I didn't change your clothes. The housekeeper did."He paused before admitting, "Okay, yes. I saw a bit more than I should have last night, but I didn't lay a hand on you. Instead, I washed your clothes and had them dried. This morning, when

Yaslyn's abduction had taken place at night, escaping the notice of everyone involved. As the car moved slowly along the windy roads, its jolting movements roused a groggy Yaslyn from her daze. The focused man in the driver's seat had yet to notice her. A cunning plan began to take shape in her mind.Although Yaslyn's wrists were tied behind her back, they had overlooked the ring on her finger. Hidden within its intricate design was a tiny blade. With nimble fingers, she activated the mechanism, causing the blade to emerge discreetly.Thanks to the car's rhythmic vibrations and the driver's distraction with the thumping music, the soft scrape of the blade went unnoticed.Finally, she broke free and held the blade to the man's throat, causing him to gasp with surprise. "Miss, how did you wake up so suddenly?"Ignoring his questions, Yaslyn menacingly scraped the blade across his neck. "What are you planning to do?" he stammered, gripping the steering wheel with clammy hands."Miss,

Hendrix practically jumped out of his skin when Yaslyn accepted his proposition with such willingness. His eyes widened in disbelief. "You're agreeing so readily. Are you trying to trick me?"Yaslyn replied with a cunning smile, a plan already formed in her mind. "Why would I? Since you've agreed to teach me everything, you better not go back on your word."Realizing he might have underestimated her, Hendrix chuckled, stroking his beard. "You're a crafty one. Fine, I'll keep my word. Just promise you won't wander off and that you won't ruin their wedding."With a swift nod, Yaslyn masked all her earlier emotions. "Agreed."The old man's face broke into a grin. "It's good to see some sense in youth. The room to the east, that's yours now. From today on, you'll be staying here."The atmosphere in Xoan's office was tense and oddly unsettling. Zyra stood before him, a murderous look on her face, as though she wanted to grab him by the tie and lash out."Where have you hidden Yaslyn?"

"Are you implying that once you're healed, you might go and…"The unspoken words 'ruin the wedding' hung in the air. Hendrix hesitated, wondering if he was being unfair in his assessment. Although Yaslyn did not strike him as someone who would do such a thing, he could not shake off his doubts.Yaslyn, noticing the old man's unease, stated firmly, "I gave you my word, Mr. Hendrix Jurado. I won't interfere. When I make a promise, I keep it."Reading the resolute intent in her eyes, Hendrix felt a pang of shame for doubting her. "Given the love you have for your mother, I'll expedite your treatment and set you free."Gratitude and relief danced across Yaslyn's face. "Thank you so much."Hendrix's voice took on a serious tone, "However, you'll need to study the medical arts I've practiced before you leave. When you find your mother, you can treat her yourself."Touched by his unexpected concern, Yaslyn felt a warmth in her heart.Inside the Jurado family mansion, Xoan stood before

Upon being abducted, Yaslyn had not brought anything with her, so the opportunity to discover what was written on the back of the love letter was out of reach. However, she was sure Quinn was not one to lie."I understand.""You don't," Quinn interjected, pain evident in his voice. "If you did, you wouldn't be treating me this way. You wouldn't have fallen for..."Realizing he was veering dangerously close to saying too much, Quinn snapped his mouth shut. However, Yaslyn grasped the unsaid implications."Times have changed, and we've moved on," Yaslyn reasoned, her voice tender but firm."Perhaps it's best if some memories stay buried as bittersweet reminders of our past."It was an honest reflection. Even with her newfound knowledge of Quinn's sentiments, Yaslyn's heart had long since stilled its romantic beat for him."Is that truly how you feel?"There was an unmistakable hint of melancholy in Quinn's question.Yaslyn replied with a false happiness, "Of course. We're friend