Impulsive Vow to an Enigmatic Husband

Chapter 1616

Hannah couldn’t shake the feeling of unease until she had proof that Skyler was safe and sound. “I just need to

know that Skyler is still alive and kicking. As long as she’s okay, and even if she doesn’t want to recognize us, I can

rest easy.”

After a moment of thought, Cornelia suggested, “You’re shooting a movie in their town, stirring up quite the buzz. If

the person you saw really is Skyler, and if she wants to reconnect with us, we’ll leave a secret sign.

She’ll come to you. Otherwise, we’ll just discreetly confirm it’s her without causing any trouble.”

“Okay, I’ll follow your lead, Hannah agreed.

Before they even had a chance to devise their secret sign, Hannah and Cornelia had just returned to their hotel

when a little boy approached them. “Ma’am, this is for you,” he said, handing over a letter.

Hannah took the letter from the boy. “Hey, kiddo, did Skye send you with this?”

The boy’s eyes widened in surprise. “I didn’t say anything. How did you guess?”

With a smile, Hannah playfully pinched his cheek. “Because I’m a goddess, I know these things.”

His eyes grew even more astonished. “You really are! Everyone in the village said you were as beautiful as a

goddess. It’s true then.”

Flattered by the comparison to a goddess, Hannah beamed with joy and pinched the little boy’s rosy cheeks again.

‘You’re a long way from home, little man. How are you getting back?”

He pointed to a nearby young woman who was watching him. “My sister’s waiting over there. Bye!” With a smile

and a wave, the boy scampered off.

Hannah tore open the envelope and began reading the letter. Her hands shook with excitement. “Nelly, look, it’s

really…”

She glanced around cautiously before whispering, “Nelly, it’s really Skyler. She’s not dead; she’s alive and well.”

Cornelia read the letter and was equally thrilled. “Hannah, that’s incredible…”

“Skyler wants to meet us. Let’s go now,’ said Hannah.

Cornelia replied, “Let’s get our stuff from your room first, then we’ll sneak out.”

“Sure.” Hannah quickly checked the address on a map app. “Nelly, the farm Skyler mentioned is about a mile away.

We can walk there.”

“Then we’ll walk,” Cornelia decided.

To avoid drawing attention, Hannah and Cornelia disguised themselves and slipped out of the hotel, opting to walk

to their rendezvous. The journey took about forty minutes due to the darkness and rough terrain. All around were

fields, shrouded in blackness, except for a single lamp glowing at the farm’s entrance.

Approaching the lamp, they saw someone standing by the fence, smiling warmly at therm.

Seeing the person they had longed for, Hannah and Cornelia hesitated, afraid that it might be another dream.

Skyler walked towards them and took their hands. “What’s the matter? Scared because someone you thought was

dead is suddenly in front of you?”

Her hands were warm, alive. In that moment, Hannah and Cornelia finally believed that the woman standing before

them was truly Skyler. They hugged her tightly, asking in unison, “Skyler, is it really you?”

Skyler hugged them back. “Yes, it’s me. I’m alive, not dead…”

Letting go of Skyler, they looked at her and touched her again and again, needing to be absolutely sure. Once

convinced, they embraced her tightly once more. “You’re alive, and that’s all that matters…”

Skyler simply said, “Yes, I’m alive.”

From the shadows, a man’s eyes fixed on the women under the lamp, burning with an intensity that seemed almost

bloody.

Chapter 1617 Ten years ago…

Capital.

A young man named Dustin was absentmindedly polishing his pool cue, his gaze not on the billiard balls but fixed on

Zavier, who was smoking in the corner. “Hey, bro, I heard the Blue family from down south sent a girl your way.

Aren’t you curious to check her out? Why are you still hanging around here watching us play pool?”

At the mention of this, Zavier took a deep drag of his cigarette and crushed it into the ashtray with more force than

necessary. “If you’re so desperate for a woman, why don’t you go marry her?”

Dustin chuckled, “I’d marry in a heartbeat, but Grandpa would never agree to it”

Dustin was Zavier’s cousin, a year his junior. And it was this one year difference that ensured all the privileges of

the Rivera family would never land on Dustin’s shoulders.

The Blue family was a prestigious clan from down south, while the Riveras were the wealthiest in the Capital.

The marriage between the two families was no small affair; the elders had meticulously chosen the match.

After much deliberation, the Rivera family had settled on Zavier, and hence, the Blue family sent their eldest

daughter, Skyler, to be his bride.

Zavier remained silent, picked up his cue, and began potting balls with such precision that he left no chance for

anyone else to play.

Once the game was over, his restlessness grew. He tugged at his collar irritably. “Let’s get out of here. I needa

drink.”

“Sure thing,” Dustin said, grabbing his coat. His phone suddenly rang loudly from his pocket. “Dude, did you switch

your phone off again? The butler’s looking for you and the call’s come through to me.”

Zavier didn’t respond and strode out.

Dustin quickly answered, “Hey, it’s me, Dustin… Yeah, yeah, Zavier’s with me… Look, he doesn’t even listen to

Grandpa. What makes you think he’ll listen to me?”

Whatever was said on the other end made Dustin change his tone, “Alright, alright, I’ll drag him back if I have to.”

After hanging up, Dustin rushed after Zavier. “Big bro, Grandpa’s laid down the law. If you don’t head back now,

he’s going to have you brought back in chains.”

Zavier didn’t break stride, completely unaffected. Dustin followed him into the elevator. “I hear the Blue girl is quite

the looker, really pretty. Maybe you should just meet her once. Who knows, you might not want to let go once you

see her.”

Zavier snapped, “Shut it!”

Dustin clamped his mouth shut.

They reached the underground parking level and as soon as they stepped out of the elevator, stern-faced security

quards surrounded them. “Mr. Zavier, Old Mr. Rivera has sent us to escort you back.” It was phrased as a polite

request, but the setup screamed abduction.

With a slight raise of his eyebrows and a wry smile, Zavier asked, “And what if I refuse to go with you?”

The bodyguard replied with a firm tone, “He has instructed us to ensure your return. Should you resist, we’ll have

no choice but to forcefully take you.”

Knowing when to pick his battles, Zavier was well aware of his grandfather’s bodyguards’ capabilities. He wasn’t

foolish enough to resist and so he obediently got into their car.

About half an hour later, they arrived at the Rivera family mansion. The guards parked the car and were

immediately greeted by the anxious butler. “Old Mr. Rivera is furious. Please, try to sweet-talk him, and don’t make

him any angrier.”

Zavier inquired coldly, “Are my parents here too?”

The butler nodded. “Everyone’s discussing your marriage today. How could your parents miss it?”

Zavier snorted disdainfully. It’s his marriage, yet from start to finish, no one had bothered to ask for his opinion.

They were forcing a girl he’d never met upon him to become his wife.

What an era it was, yet he was still trapped in the sad expectation of obeying his parents’ wishes, marrying a girl he

had never laid eyes on.