All Chapters of The Resurrected Sweetheart: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Yvonne could still recall from the memory of Noelle how devoted Noelle had been when she was carving the letters on the robot.She engraved Erick's name stroke by stroke; she heard that he preferred mature women, so she stupidly put on makeup that made her pretty face look 10 years older; she almost neglected her studies in order to spend time with him...Yvonne had never loved anyone that much. She thought that Noelle was awfully silly, but on the other hand, she was also impressed by her precious silliness and genuineness, which should deserve the utmost respect.Putting this robot named RUWA (Robotic Utility Working Automaton) on the floor, she looked up and cast a light glance around the crowd, then she spoke in a gentle tone, "It's RUWA, an intelligent robot. It did cost me less than 10 dollars, but I spent six months making it with my own hands."It's not pricy compared to a sports car, even cheaper than the metal part of a wallet, but it's one of the kind in the world."I w

Yvonne looked back at Damon for a second before shifting her gaze.In fact, she had anticipated this gift-giving scene earlier. Erick did not like her, so he would be anxious to find any opportunity to embarrass her.Besides, these people at his birthday party were all members of the upper class, who habitually measured people in terms of money.That was why she had put these words in the program in advance. When it started, the program executed as configured.After a brief silence, the atmosphere quickly turned electric.A guest spoke first. "What the hell! Erick, your girlfriend is quite interesting! Why haven't I heard about her from you before?"Following him, more people began to chime in. "Good for you, Erick! Having such a beautiful and smart girlfriend. How come you're so lucky? You see, she's so brilliant that she can make such a high-IQ intelligent robot!""Wow, look! Erick's name is on the robot's arms!"Yvonne never expected that some of Erick's friends would become

The minute she stepped into the restroom, the narrow space instantly reminded her of the time when she was locked in the basement of that cruise ship.All of a sudden, she felt herself drained of all energy. Employing all her strength to get out of the rest room, she quickly escaped to the deck outside.The nervousness made her stomach sick, and now it looked like that she was having the "seasick" as said by Damon.Grasping the rail of the deck, Yvonne gasped in the sea breeze, but many scenes still kept crossing her mind like crazy.It seemed that she had heard the "clank" sound when Mitchell locked her in the basement after cutting off her hamstring.There were also the burning feeling on her face and the piercing pain that went deep into her spine when Yvette Smith poured concentrated sulfuric acid on her.Then, she became totally crippled, paralyzed in the bed of the basement after Michelle cut off her hand tendon as well.She saw with her own eyes the fire that swallowed he

Yvonne immediately understood what Damon was referring to.Looking back at him in the eye, straight and frank, she replied affirmatively, "Yes."Those words came from the genuine heart of Noelle York, without a slight of adulteration.Yvonne knew that Noelle had died the moment when her soul came into the body of Noelle.It still remained unknown what caused her death. Perhaps that drink led to an increased heart rate, or she was simply too excited when mistaking Damon as Erick and thought that she was finally very close to the person she had loved for so long. In the end, she died suddenly due to over-excitement.Taking this occasion, she managed to send that gift for Noelle, which embodied Noelle's genuine heart, and took a loaf off her mind.Therefore, she meant every word she had said in the hall. Also, she said them earnestly and affectionately, probably because she was touched by this body.Although she was perfectly aware that Erick would not respond to Noelle's love, or

"Hmph, she's not stupid. As if there is another single bachelor whose criteria could be better than our Erick!""But Erick's uncle–"Before he could finish, another voice cut him off. "Damon? Who would dare make advances on him? He has Elsa Gregg, his childhood sweetheart. He'd never look at another girl."That remark made the conversation veered off into a new direction."Erick," another asked, "Your uncle has been with Ms. Gregg for quite some time. Why are they not yet engaged?""Huh, are they really a couple now?""Come on, they couldn't be! No one's even seen them holding hands before! I bet Damon's only seeing her as a little sister!"Erick's gaze wandered far as he spoke. "They're not. Our family have been close with House Gregg; it's why my uncle is exceptionally nice toward Ms. Gregg. What's more, my uncle will never consider marriage before he reaches 32.""Ah?!" The one who asked the question gasped with surprise, "Is it because of the myth about that 32-year-old cur

Whether or not it was because of the sad memories returning to her that made her vexed, Yvonne could not tell. She turned bitter and needed to let it out of her system. "I hope you're not here to offer me food, Mister Brown, only because you have fallen for me after being moved by my display of affection just now? Rest assured that I will not tease you for it, but that would not stop me from feeling curious by your unique way of expressing your feelings!"Erick's pace halted and he yanked himself around like a man who has just discovered the most absurd of jokes. "Fallen for you?!" He scoffed, "Come on, Noelle York! I must say I would be impressed, if I am not revolted by your confidence!"Yvonne stood up, barefoot. She might have been a few inches shorter, but that did not quell her pluckiness. "Then why come all the way to bring me food? Don't tell me it's about giving alms to a beggar because last time I checked, you're nowhere near so generous a person yourself, Mister Brown!"E

Yvonne's face hardened to stone as her senses tingled wildly, although she could not tell from which direction the steel darts came from.As she looked around, hoping to find avenues to escape to safety, Damon vaulted himself to the top of the reef rock. "Elsa," he breathed anxiously, "run! No matter what you see, don't come back and just keep on running! Keep away from us!"He grabbed Yvonne's wrist and dragged her off with him as they leaped off the reef.Left alone, Elsa sat on the rock, her face a pallid white. She wanted to go after Damon, but his instructions kept her rooted to the spot.More steel darts shot through the air again, coming from the same approximate direction. Yet strangely, none of them were aimed at her.She ran a few steps before pausing, her heart still worried for Damon's safety. Then something hit her. Last, she remembered her limbs going numb as everything blacked out around her.Damon and Yvonne reached a dark part of the cluster of reef rocks with ha

"What were steel darts just a moment ago are now bullets. Great," Yvonne mused dryly when she felt the muzzle of a gun up against her back as she turned to look frostily at Damon.He turned as well, only to give her an Oscar-winning smile: a smile so loving and tender like a true boyfriend assuring his girlfriend as he soothed, "It's all right, Elsa. Don't worry."Only that instead fueled the flames of anger raging inside Yvonne that she could've sworn she wanted to tear the man to shreds with her bare hands!One of the assailants retrieved Damon's phone. "Call your people," he said.Under their supervision, Damon used his fingerprint to unlock his phone and called Joe Howe, who answered the call quickly as if he had been expecting him. "Mr. Brown, I'm at the bidding function. The bid for the tender shall begin soon enough.""You will cease the bidding and leave the place at once," Damon instructed."But, Mr. Brown, what do you mean...""I've changed my mind. We'll not bid for t

Three speedboats maneuvered around each other on the open sea, ripping out long white gashes on the blue lapping surface of the sea.Yvonne did not know how Damon managed to shake off their pursuers. She had been blinded by the strong sea breeze and seawater that splashed into her face during the chase. By the time the speedboat began to slow down, she opened her eyes to find that they had reached a small island."There's a current here," Damon said hurriedly, "I'll steer the boat over there where we will abandon it and move inland. The boat will move on until it's run out of fuel and then it will follow the current. This might lead the enemy off-course and buy us some time.""Understood," Yvonne replied curtly.She wanted nothing but to kill Damon Brown for his deception, but they were still in danger and they needed to cooperate to survive."Do you have your phone with you?" he asked.Yvonne shook her head.The dress had no pocket, so she had to carry her cell phone when she c

Damon's face was a deathly-pale white, his bleary eyes half-opened with seawater-drenched hair sticking to his forehead. Nevertheless, his regal presence only slightly diminished despite being in such a miserable state.Yvonne stood in front of him, towering over the semi-conscious man quietly before she turned to leave.She sensed the winds changing direction and the tide switching – the waves that pushed them up the sand now appeared to be a raging beast that would devour anyone who dared to stand on the beach.Yvonne barely paced a few steps when she noticed Damon being swept back into the water. He looked like he was going to sink for a second before he bobbed back up in the next, although the water, now perilous and capricious, was waiting to engulf him whole.She stared coldly at Damon's lifeless form for two seconds until she withdrew her gaze, and continued pressing island to reconnoiter the little enclave of sea.The little island was nothing more than the size of a footb