Chapter 329 I Trust My Instinct

Yvonne looked at him in confusion and asked, "What are you talking about?"

Pointing at her forehead, Hearst explained, "There is a scar on Heidy's forehead. She bumped into something by accident a year ago. I can understand that there are two people in the world who look exactly like each other, but I don't believe that they have the same scars. So it means that you are Heidy. Otherwise, there is no way you can explain it."

Yvonne looked at him in surprise. When she was about to ask, Becky butt in, "Sir, you misunderstood. It's not a scar left one year ago. Yvonne was naughty when she was a little girl. These were the scars left by accident when she was a child, not the situation as you said."

Hearing her words, Hearst sneered, "Do you think I'll believe that there are so coincidents in the world? The same face, the same height, the same voice and the same scar?"

Becky's eyes twinkled, but she said with certainty, "Yes, although I was shocked, it's the truth. If you don't believe me, you can go to the Public Security Bureau for further investigation. The household registration information said that she is our daughter, not your wife. Sir, if you continue to stop us from leaving, we will call the police."

After that, Becky drew her daughter's hand from his grip and led her away. Yvonne turned around and looked at Hearst with confusion and she was taken away.

Then, Hearst stood there and took out his phone to open the photo of Heidy and him. He slightly narrowed his eyes when he saw the photo. Looking at the woman in the photo, Hearst said in a hoarse voice, "Heidy, I've found you. All I need to do now is to get you back to me. No matter how long it will take, I will prove it."

From the expression in Becky's eyes just now, Hearst was sure that she was guilty. And he was also sure that there was something wrong. Thinking of this, Hearst vaguely felt that the whole thing was not simple.

In the afternoon, Yvonne went to the exhibition with Marcus. Seeing that she was lost in thought, Marcus smiled and asked, "Are you still thinking about the scar on your forehead?"

"Yes. Mom told me that the scar on my forehead was left when I was three or four years old. I'm not Heidy," she replied honestly.

"You don't believe your mother?" Squinting his eyes, Marcus said with a faint smile.

She shook her head. "Of course I trust mom. Dad and mom are so kind to me. How could they deceive me? I'm just confused. There are too many coincidences in the world. Me and Heidy are not twins, are we? It's said that twins are more likely to experience something similar."

Touching her head, Marcus laughed and said, "You silly girl, of course you are not twins. Heidy is two or three years older than you. According to Hearst, Heidy's scar was actually caused one year ago. Do you have any memory of that one year ago?"

In a daze, she shook her head. "I remember what happened in the past two years. But

Drugged one night by her ex-boyfriend, a mysterious man took advantage of her in an ecstatic night filled with sex.

To take her revenge, she married the man, and used him.

"As long as I'm alive, I'm still his legal wife, while all of you are just his mistresses."

She remained adamant even when he was involved in scandals with other women.

Eventually she stormed off after she learned that he had betrayed her again.But life brought her back to him a few years later, to his astonishment.

as she was about to look for the exit, Hearst suddenly pull her hand and walk ahead.

Suddenly, she felt a strange temperature on her palm. She was a little nervous and struggled, "Let go of me!"

Then, without letting go of her hand, Hearst said calmly, "If you keep on looking around like that, I guess the door would be closed before you could find a way out. Is it the gallery. There are no tourists here."

Hearing his explanation, Yvonne finally understood why she hadn't seen the people around on the way. When he walked forward without hesitation, she looked at er hand said, "We can leave together. But can you let go of my hand? I have a fiance. This is not right."

"That's your business, not mine." Said Hearst in a casual way. He had no intention of letting go of her. When it came to Hearst, her struggle didn't work at all. Helpless, she gave up struggling.

Outside the exhibition, Hearst let go of her. He looked at her and said, "You don't like art exhibition but your information said that you like it."

Yvonne looked at him and said calmly, "Who said that I didn't like it? I just didn't show it."

He walked up to her, stared at her eyes and said with a smile, "Really? So you also like me and didn't show it in front of me?"

"Sir, please behave yourself. I have a fiance. I like him. Stop talking nonsense. I'm not your wife and I hope you can accept the fact that your wife has passed away. No matter how hard you try, she won't come back." Said Yvonne seriously.

Seeing her outraged and angry face, he gripped her chin and raised it a little. Looking into her eyes, he said in a low voice, "My wife won't die. You are my wife. I trust my intuition. I trust my feelings for her more. And remember to call me by my name next time you meet me. Otherwise, I will punish you."

Then, he put on an evil smile on his face, turned around and left. Looking at his back, Yvonne shouted angrily, "I'm not Heidy. I'm not your wife!"