A Vow of Deception, A Vow of Revenge novel Chapter 79

Everyone could sense there was something unusual about the atmosphere between those two.

Meanwhile, Veronica's eyes sparkled as she stared at them, practically radiating excitement.

They really do make a perfect match!

Winona offered her thanks, took the cake knife, and with the first slice, everyone cheered. The lively, joyful mood brought an extra warmth to her smile.

She was finally back in the capital—back home with her family and among friends.

It felt wonderful.

After cutting the cake, Winona made sure the children got their slices first.

With so many friends gathered, it was natural that some had already started families, bringing their kids along to the celebration.

Most of the adults weren't all that interested in cake, but the children were thrilled. Even if they weren't lacking for treats at home, there was something special about sharing cake with friends in the middle of all this excitement.

One little boy, perhaps a bit too excited with his cake, accidentally knocked into a decorative bouquet.

Jonah turned on a dime, quickly steadying the wobbly vase before it toppled, and offered the startled child a reassuring smile. "It's alright—no harm done."

"Thank you, Uncle!" the boy responded, eyes shining with gratitude.

Jonah laughed and ruffled the boy's hair.

The welcome party carried on in high spirits. By the latter half of the evening, people were winding down, grouping together in clusters, chatting in relaxed tones.

Veronica had definitely had one too many drinks. She was in the middle of telling a joke, and before anyone else could start laughing, she burst out cackling at her own punchline.

Winona sat on the sofa near the balcony railing, gazing out across the city lights.

A gentle breeze played with her hair.

Just then, a soft voice sounded beside her.

"Miss Thorne."

She turned to see Jonah standing nearby.

Jonah's expression went stiff. "I know, but—"

"Oh no, I think I'm gonna be sick!"

Winona quickly helped Veronica to the bathroom.

Jonah watched Winona's retreating back, his hands tightening unconsciously.

They were all mistaken.

They thought Winona's betrothed was him.

He wished that were true, desperately.

Back when he first heard the Rogers and Thorne families were considering an alliance, he'd been overjoyed.

Winona was the only daughter of the Thorne family. So if there was going to be a marriage, it could only be her.