?Chapter 295:


    Although unsure of what was happening, I followed the servant’s instructions. Slowly, I undressed and carefully stepped into the warm water, my bare feet sinking into the soothing depths.


    The heat enveloped my weary body, and every inch of my skin wasforted by the warmth. Gradually, my tense nerves rxed, and I felt a deep sense of peace wash over me.


    Just as I was fully immersed in this rare moment offort, I heard the unmistakable sound of footsteps approaching from behind.


    Makenna’s POV:


    I was startled, my instinct urging me to seek refuge beneath the warm water of the hot spring.


    But just as I was about to dive, a soothing voice reached my ears.


    “Makenna, don’t be afraid. It’s me.”


    This voice, which I recognized, calmed me down like a spring wind. It was yton’s.


    I let out a sigh of relief and turned around to see yton approaching, bathed in the moonlight, his figure glowing with an ethereal silver sheen. He looked every bit the celestial being.


    “Is the hot springfortable?” yton’s voice was soft andced with concern.


    I nodded, my cheeks flushing with a mix of warmth from the spring and the nervous flutter in my heart. yton’s smile was a balm to my soul, and his kindness made me feel even more bashful.


    “I arranged this specially for you,” he said, his tone tender. “I hoped it would help you rxpletely.” His thoughtful gesture warmed me from the inside out, but the weight of recent events made me uneasy once more.


    With a hesitant nce, I gathered my courage and spoke in a low, almost hesitant murmur. “Your Highness, do you still me me? About what happened at the bar…” My voice dwindled to a whisper; I was anxious about broaching a topic that might still sting.


    yton reached out and gently brushed my hair, his touch bothforting and reassuring. “Silly girl, how could I me you? I understand that you had no choice.” His smile was as warm as ever, like sunlight melting away the frost.


    I stood there, momentarily stunned, and mumbled, “But you left in anger that day. I went to your house many times to see you afterward, but you were nowhere to be seen…”


    I had feared he didn’t want to see me anymore and had feigned absence to drive me away.


    yton sighed deeply. “I regretted my actions as soon as I left. I knew it wasn’t your fault. I returned to the bar to look for you, but you had already gone. The following days were consumed with urgent matters rted to Dominic’s actions, which kept me away from the pce. I didn’t realize you hade looking for me.”


    yton’s earnest exnation seemed to soothe my worries, his sincerity a balm to my troubled heart.


    I hadn’t expected such unwavering trust from yton, but I…


    Tears welled up in my eyes, and I found myself sobbing, “Thank you. Thank you for believing in me.”


    yton’s lips curled into a tender smile, his voice gentle yet firm. “Silly girl, I know you well. I could never believe you would act otherwise.”


    His words broke through my defenses, and tears streamed down my face uncontrobly.


    I choked out, “But, ultimately, it’s my fault. I should return the token to you. I don’t want to be used by others or be a pawn, and I don’t want to cause you any more hurt.”


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