With Hesta's help, Yuna made her way to her room. As she lay on the bed, Yuna saw the texts and pictures sent over by Harry. Feeling reassured, she immediately called Abigail. "Ms. Feron, you finally called." "Sorry, I've been busy with some matters. I forgot about things on your part," Yuna said apologetically. "It's alright. Thankfully, nothing much is happening." After a pause, Abigail asked, "By the way, Ms. Feron, do you still want to proceed with the matter regarding Daisy Bailey you mentioned previously?" "Has someone approached you about it?" "Yes, Mrs. Jenkins found me and tried to bribe me. But I turned her down. She even tried to threaten me, but luckily, I had recorded our conversation. That put a stop to her." Hearing what she said, Yuna felt that she had indeed found the right lawyer. "Ms. Jordan, you still have the option to back away now. You know you might suffer some losses by taking over my case too." "Ms. Feron, if I really wanted to back away, I wou
Yuna woke up in pain. When she finally opened her eyes, the sky had turned dark. "You're awake?" In the quiet room, Yvan's voice rang out of nowhere. Yuna was so taken aback that she nearly flipped over. But she was quickly caught by Yvan. "Did you forget about the injuries on the left side of your waist?" His tone carried a mix of reproach and concern. Although the room was dark, light was shining in from outside. When Yuna looked up, she could clearly see Yvan's eyes which were staring right at her. Tension filled the atmosphere.Lying perfectly still on the bed, Yuna said tensely, "Can you let go of me now?" Yvan breathed heavily. Without another word, he got up and turned on the lights. "Why didn't you turn on the lights?" she asked. Yuna wanted to get up. Yvan went up to hold her arm. "Do you want to get up?" "Yeah." As he helped her stand, Yvan said, "Why should I turn on the lights when you're sleeping?" Yuna was too embarrassed to look at him at that moment
Yuna's words greatly affected Yvan's mood. Hesta was too scared to even make a sound when he entered the kitchen. Seeing how he didn't know what to do, she could only ask, "Mr. Jenkins, are you going to pour some water for Ms. Feron? She always enjoys black tea the most. It's right here." Yvan watched as Hesta took out the bottle containing black tea leaves and teacup. He felt even more annoyed. "There's even a teacup and tea leaves just for her?" Hesta sensed danger in his words. She let out a dry chuckle. "Mr. Jenkins, wasn't it you who said that Ms. Feron's lifestyle here should be the same as how it was seven years ago? When Ms. Feron first moved into Birchwood Heights, I prepared these for her." Yvan didn't say anything further. "Go ahead and make the tea then." With that, he turned and left the kitchen. Yuna's attention was focused on her phone as she replied to some text messages. Yvan, on the other hand, sat on an armchair. Looking at the serious look on Yuna's face
Hearing how Gabriel called her, she didn't try to correct him, even if it made her feel a bit awkward. She didn't want to cause any more misunderstanding. "Have you eaten, Mr. Fisher?" Yuna asked simply, but that question made her seem like she was the lady of the house. She was momentarily dumbstruck, but Gabriel's eyes lit up. She let out an awkward cough. "Uh …" Gabriel instantly said, "I haven't. I rushed here to tell Yvan about how you and Kiara got kidnapped." Hearing that, Yuna's excitement grew. She quickly said, "Yvan just went upstairs to take a shower. Why don't you tell me about it first?" As she spoke, she waved him over. "Please, have a seat. Hesta, make some tea for him." A thought had already popped up in Gabriel's mind. He couldn't wait to tell Lucian about what he just saw. After he sat down, Yuna asked, "What did you find out? Did you manage to catch that man?" "I didn't catch the man, but I got hold of certain information about him," Gabriel began. "His
The first thing Yuna did was inform Harry about Jerry so that he could investigate the man's identity. She had been looking at her phone while sitting on the couch until Yvan and Gabriel finally went downstairs. "Yvan, why are you rushing me to leave?" Gabriel argued. "Just now, Yuna invited me to stay for dinner." When Yvan heard that, he raised an eyebrow and asked, "Isn't this my house?" "Yuna's still sitting right there, you know." Yuna lifted her arm and turned her head, apologizing to Gabriel, "Sorry, Mr. Fisher. I forgot that this isn't my house for a moment. I'm a guest too, after all." Yvan was instantly displeased by her words. Gabriel let out a cough. He sensed that the atmosphere was turning awkward. "Uh, I don't think I need to stay for dinner. I'll leave now." Yvan suddenly changed his mind. "Since you're invited to stay for dinner, just stay. Don't make Hesta prepare another set of food for nothing." With a demanding tone, he made Gabriel stay. "Huh?" Y
Fixing his eyes on her, Yvan gave her a deep look. When Yuna received no response, she asked, "Mr. Jenkins, were you not planning to tell me the investigation results from the start?" "What can you do even if you know?" "I was also involved in the incident." "You weren't the only one involved." Yuna felt that Yvan was being arrogant and self-centered again. She nodded. "I know you're just seeking justice for Kiara. But I have the right to know about this since I was a victim too." "What do you plan to do after getting the information?" Yvan asked her. "That's a personal matter," Yuna replied firmly. After that, she got up. She tried to head upstairs by herself, using the couch as a support. Watching her action, Yvan heaved a sigh. He knew that he was being too harsh with Yuna again. He stood up, carried Yuna in his arms, and walked upstairs. "You can move all you want. But I'd advise you to be mindful of your waist." As expected, Yuna froze. She could only shoot him
Yuna couldn't say anything. With her lips pursed, she stared at him with a helpless look. Yvan, who wanted to scold her further, sensed a weird gaze from her. As he looked up, he saw her face. For a moment, he actually didn't know what to say anymore. Furrowing his brow, Yvan avoided her gaze. He let out a cough and said, "I'm just worried that you might accidentally injure yourself in the bathroom. Lucian said that you can't afford to injure yourself again in this condition." "Don't you think that I'd know about my own body? You can go out now. I'll manage." Still taken aback by her look from just now, Yvan didn't hesitate this time as he got up and left. When he stood at the bathroom door, he still reminded her, "Be careful. I'll be waiting for you at the door." "Close the door!" Yvan actually closed the door. Yuna gritted her teeth in frustration. She couldn't be bothered to fight with Yvan over such a trivial matter. She slowly rose to her feet and proceeded to shower
Seeing her reaction, Yvan's smirked and turned off the lights. He was sleeping on Yuna's right. When he was fully lying down, his arm stretched to pull her toward him. Yuna froze. "Just sleep already if you really want to sleep here. Why are you touching me?" "Nothing bad would happen if you stay in this position." Yvan's voice rang above Yuna's head. She could even feel the vibration of his Adam's apple. Yuna wanted to get rid of him desperately. "Yvan Jenkins, even if you have good intentions, don't forget that I'm married with children!" "So what?" Yvan said nonchalantly, "How many times do you want to repeat it? If you really wanted to remind me of this, you should've told me the first time we did it." When Yuna heard those words, she was momentarily at a loss for words. Pursing her lips, she remained silent. Seeing that she finally stopped resisting, Yvan didn't argue with her anymore. "Sleep well if you don't want anything to happen to your waist." Upon hearing that