Ran Away Pregnant Came Back Alpha Heiress (Amelia and Damien) novel Chapter 423

Chapter 423

Sienna’s POV

Ruth held my gaze for a long moment before she spoke, “I’m sorry, Sienna,” she said, her voice carefully level, I would love to tell you the truth, but in this case, It’s Just not possible. I’m protecting you both when I say this. This secret, I will take to the grave with me.”

“Don’t I deserve to know?” I asked, my hurt clear in my volce and on my face. I made no move to try to hide it. I was far too exhausted to even think of attempting to pull on a mask.

Ruth’s face crumpled, seeing my pain. “You do, Sienna, but I made promises to myself, I cannot risk either of you. The secret has to stay just that.”

So much for a mother’s love. Whatever hope I had that she had been genuine before vanished in an instant. In the empty hole it left, I felt that same rejection, that same loveless feeling that haunted me ever since Amelia came into our lives and stole the love of my family away from me.

Now, I knew those people weren’t even my family anymore. And this woman, the person who should have loved me like a mother, was just like them. Indifferent. Hard. Cold.

Maybe the fault was my own. Perhaps I was simply unlovable.

I didn’t want to hear any of this anymore, so I turned, released lan’s hand and left. I didn’t know where I was going. I didn’t want to go back into the basement, and I couldn’t leave the house. Instead I went into the kitchen, where of the few places in my own home where I had felt safe.

The servants had already turned in for the night so I was alone.

I lowered my head into my hands and let my tears fall.

I didn’t know how long I stood there, shaking and crying as the weight of being unloved crashed over me with fresh pain. Eventually though, the door opened.

I expected Ruth, perhaps here to try to convince me she loved me again.

Instead, Ian’s voice spoke up. “There’s no need for all of this.”

Dropping my hands, I spun to face him as he entered the kitchen.

“You don’t need to cry,” he said.

“You heard what she said,” I told him. “I’m unlovable.”

“Who cares what she said? Sure, she might be your mother, but that’s only been true for less than a weak. Why worry about the opinions of the woman who gave you up?”

I considered his words. Though I still felt hollow inside, maybe he had a point.

“But the family that knew me abandoned me too,” I said.

“They are a family of idiots and assholes,” Ian said and stepped closer. Reaching out, he tucked his forefinger under my chin and lifted my face up toward his. “Why worry about them either?”

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Chapter 423

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“Because then I’m alone,” I said.

“Are you?” he asked, making the question sound so simple, but it carried so much weight. “Am I not here with you?”

“Your door was locked,” I said, remembering. “I knocked but…”

“I cannot stand beside you every moment,” he said. “You are a fugitive and I have a part to play. It wouldn’t be wise to let even the servants catch on about the affection between us.”

For the first time in a long while, my heart felt lighter with hope. Had this just been a misunderstanding? If he had just been putting on an act for the servants, then maybe he could actually love me.

…Did he love me?

I was afraid to ask, but all the hope in my heart was begging for the answer.

“When this is all finished,” he said. “When Amelia is dead, and my reputation is restored. When you are declared free. Perhaps then, we can be public.”

“Really?”

“Yes. Maybe even then… we could be married.”

It wasn’t an engagement. Not really. More like a proposal to propose. But my heart still took off like he had just lit a rocket beneath it. Already, in my mind, I was picking out my wedding dress and the colors. I was envisioning walking down the aisle toward this man.

We’d both be so happy.

“We have to keep these plans a secret for now,” Ian said. “We can’t tell anyone, especially not Ruth. She doesn’t approve of me and this would make things worse.”

“I understand,” I said. Again, my feelings and conviction were reaffirmed. As my secret fiancé, Ian had my whole love and support. Whatever he wanted and I could provide, he would have.

I’d serve him if he wished it.

I’d even help with his revenge.

When I told him that, he smiled like I’d made him happy, and this filled me with satisfaction.

Still, he corrected me. “Our revenge.”

Claire’s POV

Ian was an idiot through and through, especially when it came to dealing with emotional women. He probably would have stood there all day after Sienna ran off crying if I hadn’t kicked him in the shins and told him to go after her.

He was the only one who could keep Sienna in line, and Ruth would only follow our plans if Sienna did.

Now, in the basement waiting, while Ruth meditated in the corner, I was pleased when Ian and Sienna came down the stairs together.

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At least he did one thing right. Not that it would be particularly difficult when Sienna was so much in love with him. All he really had to do was give her some indication that she had a chance with him and she would have bent herself into a pretzel to see that come true.

But good, now that Sienna wasn’t moping anymore, and everyone was here, we could finally start planning.

“I’m assuming we are all in this for good now?” I asked around. Ruth opened her eyes and looked at Sienna. Everyone else did too.

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