Chapter 582
"Ms. Russell! The floor is cold! Please put on your shoes before you go! You're still recovering from your delivery! You can't walk barefoot like this!"
The maid hurriedly chased after Imogen with a pair of shoes in hand, but Imogen didn't hear a word. Barefoot, she stumbled and rushed out, unwilling to wait even a second longer.
If she had wings, she would fly to Archie right now to touch his face and confirm if this was just a dream or reality.
In her haste, Imogen tripped. She was just about to fall when a pair of strong arms caught her steadily.
Her voice trembled as she tentatively called out, "A-Archie?"
The reply she had longed for in countless dreams sounded clearly in her ears, with the same familiar tenderness. "It's me, Imogen. I'm back."
The familiar scent and voice… It was Archie!
Tears streamed down her face as she clung to his arm. "Where have you been all this time? How could you just leave and then come back like this? I thought… I thought you were dead… You id

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