When only the mother and son were left in the office, Diana asked, "Are you lying to me about the matter between you and Daisy?" Yvan seemed nonchalant. "I have no reason to lie to you about something like this. Please don't cause any trouble to Yuna regarding this issue anymore." Diana grew agitated. "It's all because of Yuna Feron, isn't it? If you have feelings for that woman, why did you divorce her back then?" Yvan found himself at a loss for words upon hearing that question. Approaching him, Diana tried to persuade him, "You don't have any feelings for that woman. It was just the news of her death that made you feel guilty. That's why you felt this way when she returned alive. Haven't you noticed that, Yvan? This is just an evil plot of that woman." Hearing that, Yvan took a deep breath. In front of his own mother, he would hold back from saying anything. He merely explained, "This has nothing to do with Yuna." "Why is that? If she never returned, you and Daisy would'
That night, Yuna booked a private room in Jefton State's finest restaurant so that everyone could celebrate to their hearts' content with food and drinks. After three rounds of drinks, her phone vibrated. She looked at it to find that it was a call from Yvan. With a frown, she wheeled herself to the window. Only then did she pick up the call. Yvan's scolding could be heard even before she spoke. "Why did you take so long to answer the call?" Yuna felt that this man was simply too controlling. "I'm drinking." Yvan scolded again, "Did you forget that you have injuries?" Yuna gently touched the healing scab on her face. Honestly, she could stand up and walk without any issue, but she was asked to be in a wheelchair. "I know how to take care of myself since this is my body. If there's nothing else, I'll hang up now." "I'll come over to see you later." "Hey!" Although frustrated, Yuna couldn't help but laugh. But he had already hung up on her. If the others found out that
"After hearing that your project has become a success, I want to help you celebrate as well. It's a shame that Ashton is on a business trip now, or we could've celebrated together." Hearing his words, Yuna remained impassive. "This is a celebratory dinner for my work. You don't have to help celebrate it with me. Since Mr. Yale isn't here, we can meet up another time." With that, she was about to wheel around and leave, but Darren had no intention of letting her go. His hands remained on the wheelchair handles as he leaned in closer to her ear. "I've heard some gossip about you and Jenkins, and that piqued my interest. Why don't you spare some time for me? We can sit down, have some drinks and talk about it." Upon hearing that, Yuna held the wheels with his hands, trying to stop the wheelchair from moving. "Mr. Bowman, since when have you become interested in such gossip?" "Of course, I'm not interested in those gossip. I'm just interested to know about things related to you."
On the way back home, Yuna gave in and thanked him. But she didn't receive any response from Yvan. He didn't speak a single word to her even after they reached Birchwood Heights. Yuna was confused. She didn't even know how to handle this situation. The first thing that popped up in her mind was whether Darren had said something to Yvan. However, Yvan chose to be quiet about it. She couldn't really guess what was on his mind. Seeing how Yvan went to the study right after they reached, she didn't want to interrupt him and went back to her room. Not long after, she got a call from Nathaniel. After regaining her composure, she heard Natalie's voice first. "Mommy, Mommy, I miss you so much. When are you coming back?" Yuna wished she could appear before her twins right now. "Mommy was planning to tell you some good news tomorrow. Mommy's work is done here." "Really?" Natalie was so happy that she almost clapped. "Since Mommy's work is done now, does that mean Mommy can be with me and N
Yvan snickered and said, "You just finished a collaborative project with me, and now you're already agreeing to work with Yale. What? You couldn't wait any longer, could you?" Yuna remained still, her gaze fixed on him. She asked casually, "Mr. Jenkins, have you forgotten who I am? I'm a researcher. My teacher was the one who found this collaborative project with you for me. After this, I would have to find projects for myself. I'm just making sure that I won't have blank periods in my career. Is it wrong of me to agree to collaborate with Mr. Yale in advance? Or do you think that I've been leaking the secrets of your research project to Mr. Yale all this while?" She continued, "Mr. Jenkins, unless you can provide evidence of me breaching our contract, you have no right to say anything about me. We're only business partners in this project. You have no right to interfere with my decisions outside of it." Her words caused an instant chill in the air.Seeing how Yuna was so desper
"Alright, you win!" Yuna said, sounding completely defeated. "You win this time, happy?" Seeing her reaction, Yvan's face darkened. His mood soured. However, he suppressed his anger and asked, "Is there anything else you want to say?" Of course, Yuna had a lot more to say."Yes, I'm playing with your feelings." Yuna stared right at him. "Have you forgotten what you did to me seven years ago? You were the one who got me kicked out of the house, which caused me to get into that accident. I was even the laughingstock of Jefton State." Yuna removed his hands and got out of bed, leaning against the wardrobe. "Yvan Jenkins, stop playing the victim. Do you think the suffering was greater than mine?" Seeing her in this way made Yvan's heart ache. He got up, but Yuna moved further away from him. "Do you have any idea of how I lived for that one month after you divorced me and got me kicked out of the Feron family? Yvan, even dogs would have feelings after living together with a hum
When Lucian heard that, his eyes instantly lit up. Sitting beside Yvan, he asked eagerly, "Did you talk about that with Yuna? Was it her who told you she still can't get over what happened seven years ago?" Yvan hesitated. He couldn't bring himself to tell them he made a fool of himself when he was with Yuna just now. Gulping some wine down, he said coolly, "Do I need her to tell me about that?" Gabriel answered, "Oh, so this is just your guess." Lucian didn't believe that at all. There must be a story behind it. He knew what kind of person Yvan was, so he didn't press further. He said, "It's only normal for Yuna to be hung up on what happened seven years ago. Did you forget how her life was after you divorced her?" When he heard that, Yvan instantly recalled that Yuna had said something similar. "In the end, she got hit by a car out of nowhere. If it wasn't that she was strong enough to survive, got saved, and went abroad, she would've actually died." Yvan continued to dri
The next day, Yuna woke up as usual. After washing up, she went downstairs to have breakfast. But seeing no signs of Yvan around her felt a bit off. "Has Mr. Jenkins left?" she asked Hesta. "Mr. Jenkins hasn't come back since last night," Hesta reported as she placed the milk down. Yuna was surprised when she heard that. Did Yvan go out last night? And did he actually stay out all night? She recalled the argument she had with him last night. Could it be that because of her words, he … Instantly, Yuna felt those thoughts were absurd. How could it be possible that Yvan was affected by her words? He must've left because of some other matters. Yuna finished her breakfast early and left the house. She had a busy day ahead. Not only did she have to conclude the project at the research center, but she also had to have a conversation with Yvan in her capacity as a researcher today. When she reached the research center, the other staff were still reminiscing about the celebratory di