Sue scratched her head and said, "I'm afraid that when sir recovers his wits later, he might be able
to guess that I have your contact number. Then heâll ask me about it."
Hearing that question, Yvonne became quiet for a short while. She then answered, "If that's the
case, just tell him. Donât let him make it difficult for you."
"Fine. I'll hang up now. Please do take care, madam.â
"Fine. Sue, you need to take care too."
After Yvonne hung up the phone, she switched off the phone directly. She then looked out the
window quietly in a daze.
Actually, she was indeed quite surprised to see Henry asking the others to look for her. At the same
time, she was slightly happy too.
Did it mean that he still cared a tiny bit for her? Otherwise, why would he look for her?
However, that thought remained with Yvonne for only a few seconds before she denied it herself.
How was it possible for Henry to care about her? If he did care about her, the Conrads would never
be so bold to do such a thing to her and her baby. The Conrads were so bold just because he
neither loved nor cared for her.
But she did not understand the reason why Henry asked the others to look for her. Had she not
done a good thing by leaving? Now he was free to marry the woman he loved. Why would he look
for her?
Did he think that it was quite humiliating for him given that she left behind a divorce agreement and
left directly without his knowledge? So he wanted to look for her so that he could take revenge on
her.
Thinking about that, Yvonne smiled bitterly. She then closed her eyes and leaned against the
window of the car. Her body swayed with the car. Slowly, she fell asleep.
"Miss? Miss?"
Yvonne was shaken into consciousness. She opened her eyes in a daze and looked at the middle-
aged man before her. She asked in a hoarse voice, "Is something wrong?"
"Miss, we've reached the destination. The others have gotten off the bus. You should leave
immediately too," replied the driver.
"Did we?" Yvonne was shocked. She soon turned and looked out.
It was true indeed. The familiar old station stood before her. It seemed to signify that it was indeed
the place she wanted to go to.
Yvonne finally recovered her senses. She thanked the driver, took her luggage, and got off the bus
immediately.
After she got off the bus, she was in no haste to leave the station. She stood there and took a look
around.
The station was just like how she remembered it. It did not change at all after so many years. It just
appeared quite old and worn-out.
The old appearance of that station made her remember some memories from her childhood. She
could not help but feel a tinge of sadness. She sniffed her nose, and her eyes became teary too.
Ten years had passed since. Finally, she got to return t o her hometown which she missed the most.
She thought that she might not have a chance to return there.
Surprisingly, she returned to her hometown after her divorce.
She mocked herself. Then, she grabbed her luggage and left the station. She bought some daily
necessities and candles at a convenience store near the station. After that, she hailed a taxi to go to
the village.
The village was the same as the station. It did not change much. Yvonne got out of the taxi, took a
few glances around, and went straight to the chiefâs home.
"Chief Frey, are you home?" She stood in front of a small house and shouted.
The chief and his family were eating their meal. When he heard the sound, he soon put down his
fork and
spoon and went to open the door.
"Who are you?â The chief looked at Yvonne suspiciously. He felt that she looked slightly familiar t o
him.
Yvonne looked at the man who seemed much older than the one in her memory. She felt sad.
"Chief Frey, it's me, Yvonne."
"Yvonne?" The chief said her name once. Then, he widened his eyes. "Are you Yvonne the little
girl?"
"Yes, it's me." Yvonne smiled and nodded.
The chief opened the door immediately. "Come in, quick."
"Alright." Yvonne acted accordingly, carrying her luggage and bags as she entered the house.
They entered the living room, and the chief poured a glass of water for her. "Yvonne, why did you
come back here? Did your parents come with you?"
"No, I came alone,â replied Yvonne as she took over the glass of water.
The chief sat across from her. "Came alone?â
"Yes, it has been so many years now. It's about time I come to visit my grandpa and grandma.â
When Yvonne talked about them, she seemed to be filled with a yearning for them.
She missed them deeply.
"You really should come home and visit them." The chief nodded, and he seemed to approve of her
actions. "If they know that you still remember them, they'll be quite happy about it in heaven. They
indeed raised you well."
âChief Frey, you're making fun of me. I haven't been home for ten years now. They must be quite
angry at m e." Yvonne lowered her head guiltily.
The chief smiled slightly. "Your grandparents were open-minded people. They wonât be angry at
you.
They do know that you donât have it easy, living out there given how your parents are... Fine, letâs
not talk about that. How long do you plan to stay here this time around?"
"Maybe around two to three months," Yvonne replied with uncertainty.
The chief was shocked. "Why are you staying here for such a long time?"
"My body is slightly weak. I planned to come here to improve my health." Yvonne gave her an
explanation.
Hearing that, the chief soon asked her in concern, "Are you sick?"
"Yes, I was sick." Yvonne nodded.
She was forced to donate her bone marrow twice. She was even forced to do an abortion. Now her
body health had deteriorated.
Further, she could not bear the cold breeze now. Whenever there was a cold wind, she would feel
extremely cold.
It was not even winter yet, and the others were still wearing their autumn outfits. But she had taken
her winter outfits out and put them on. On her way there, the others even looked at her strangely.
"You should really rest well here since you're sick. But I heard that you're married now. Why didn't
your husband come with you? You're sick. Does he not worry about you?" the chief said in
annoyance.
Yvonne's facial expression worsened slightly. "Heâs too busy with work to leave..."
"How is his work more important than you?" The chief knocked the tobacco pipe slightly.
Yvonne shook her head and smiled bitterly. "Chief Frey, let's not discuss that. Do you still have my
old home key with you?"
"Yes, I have it with me. You pay us every year, and we never forget to take care of its cleanliness.
We always g o and clean it up. In fact, we just cleaned it up a few days ago. It's fine for you to stay
there.â The chief smiled in a friendly manner.
Yvonne was grateful toward them. "Chief Frey, thank you so much."
"What's there to thank me for? You paid us the maintenance fee. Take a seat here first. Let me go
and get the key for you." The chief chuckled, got up, and left the living room.
Soon, he returned with a key in his hand. He even brought along a blanket for her. He then insisted
that Yvonne take it with her.
Yvonne found it hard to refuse his kindness, so she accepted it. She then carried the blanket along
with her luggage and various bags and left the chief's home. She then walked toward her home.
The old home still appeared the same. It was because the chief and his family always cleaned it up,
so the garden was quite clean too.
Yvonne took the key and opened the door. Without the support of the lock, the wooden door was
pushed open in a rickety manner. The door was worn-out and slightly rotten too. It even made a
slightly strange creaking sound. It was quite frightening.
But Yvonne was not frightened. She was just slightly worried.
She was worried that she had no money at the moment. Otherwise, she would certainly remodel the
old home.
She sighed and entered the house with her various bags.
The interior of the house was indeed clean, and she did not have to clean it up. She just needed to
wipe the bed clean.
After she was done, night had fallen. She touched her slightly hungry belly. Then, she took out
some bread and milk and ate them as her dinner.
After dinner, she got some water and planned to clean herself up casually before she went to bed.
After a day's journey, she was exhausted. She closed her eyes and listened to the noise of the
insects outside which she had not heard for a long time. She enjoyed a rare peace now, and she fell
asleep soon after that.
The next day, she was aroused by a rapid ringing of her phone.
Yvonne fished for her phone. Without looking at the caller ID, she put it near her ear directly. "Who
is it?" "Yvonne, where are you?"