Yvan leaned back on the chair. He placed his arms on the table and smiled slightly at her. "Did you forget that I have shares in the Feron company and that I sponsored your project? Shouldn't I be concerned about anything that might not benefit me? Or do you think that my money grows on trees?" Yuna was speechless. It seemed like she was just imagining things then. "Don't worry. Nothing will happen to the Feron company or the Thornbeak project. You won't lose out on anything," Yuna promised him. Her words reminded Yvan of something. His lips curled into a smile. "Looks like you have an idea of what to do already." "Is that important?" "As long as you think it is." Yvan had finished eating his food. "Leave the dishes. Hesta will clean up tomorrow." After that, he got up and went into his room. Yuna turned her face away. As she watched his back, she had millions of thoughts running through her mind. Her relationship with Yvan was peaceful for now. It was as if they we
"Yvan Jenkins! Talk to me now! Hearing no response at all, Yuna grew anxious as she waited. She immediately went to grab the toolbox and was going to smash the doorknob. To her surprise, the door opened when she was about to do it. Yvan had a bathrobe on with a towel hung on his neck. The heat from the shower was coming off him. He seemed better than ever. With a smile, he looked at the pliers in Yuna's hand and made fun of her, "Were you about to tear the door down?" When Yuna saw how well he seemed, she became frustrated. "Don't you know how to make a sound?" "You were worried about me then?" She was annoyed. "You're imagining things! If the president of TN Group passes out and dies in my apartment, won't my address be published in the headlines tomorrow?" Yvan crossed his arms and leaned against the doorframe. "So that's how it is." Seeing that he was alright, Yuna couldn't be bothered to argue with him further. "Please reply to me next time. It's common courtesy
Yvan snorted as he watched her laugh at him. He said arrogantly, "It's just a careless mistake." Indeed, he didn't notice that it was burnt. He had gone for a smoke on the balcony and forgot that he was frying something in the pan. Yuna took over the pan and started scrubbing it swiftly. "If you had more dinner, you wouldn't have had to find food in the middle of the night." Yvan watched as she washed the pan easily while nagging at him. He felt an inexplicable sense of happiness. He leaned on the wall and watched her quietly. "Did the smell wake you up?" he asked."It was the noise that woke me up." "Since you're up, make some supper." "Why should I?" Yuna retorted. "Did you forget I told you I won't do things for you? If you want supper, make it yourself or order a delivery." "Do you want the delivery man to see my face here?" Yuna became speechless. "Or do you want me to cause a fire in your kitchen and get your friends down here?" Looking at her tense face, Y
Yvan watched as Yuna's face became tense. Yet she had no intention of admitting that she was afraid at all. She stubbornly focused on her mac and cheese. It all seemed quite funny to him. He showed no intention of turning off the TV. After wolfing down all of her mac and cheese, Yuna quickly got up and said, "I made the food, so you should clean up." After that, she darted into her room. Yvan slowly moved his eyes away, but there was a hint of a smile on his lips. Still sitting cross-legged on the floor, he enjoyed the mac and cheese Yuna had made. Meanwhile, Yuna, who was already in her room, was brushing her teeth in the bathroom. She hadn't watched much of the horror movie earlier, but she'd heard quite a lot of it. It seemed like a lot of the scenes were set in the bathroom. Instantly, spine-chilling scenarios popped into her mind. When her eyes flickered to her own reflection brushing her teeth in the mirror, she decided to close her eyes and quickly get it over with.
After the call ended, Sherry stared at the dark screen of her phone in confusion for a few moments. Noticing the look on her face, Harry asked, "Is Yuna okay?" Sherry tilted her head. "Why do I have a feeling that Yuna's hiding something from us?" It was as if Harry could read her thoughts. "Are you wondering why Yuna didn't want to come up here?" Sherry nodded but shook her head again. Harry said, "Yuna's different from the person she was seven years ago. She must have had it tough trying to survive with her two children. There are a lot of things that she doesn't need our help with anymore. We should start getting used to it." Just then, his phone rang. The ringing shook Sherry out of her thoughts. She mocked him, saying, "Someone's busy too. You should go and do your thing. I'm going back to sleep." Harry awkwardly averted his eyes before going back into his room with his phone. Meanwhile, after Yuna had ended the call downstairs, she went to the kitchen and poured
Yuna had a bad feeling about this. Harry saw through her. "Since when were you concerned about this kind of thing? Are you worried that it might involve someone you know?" She masked her emotions and calmly replied, "Just be careful. Is the dinner plan still on?" Even though Harry noticed how she'd changed the topic, he didn't expose her or ask further. Taking a sip of his coffee, he said, "There shouldn't be a problem. If I have to work overtime, I'll let you two know beforehand." "Okay." Harry's eyes followed Yuna as she drove off. Then, he headed toward his motorcycle and sighed to himself. Sherry's words from last night seemed to make more sense now. His motorcycle had barely reached the entrance of the housing area when he was startled by Kiara, who was standing there. "When did you come here?" Kiara walked to him in her heels. "It's none of your business." After that, she climbed onto Harry's motorcycle. "I'll be following you around all day. Don't even think of
Yuna looked away; her face remained calm. "Does that have anything to do with me?" Darren let out a snicker, and his lips formed a smile. "Nothing, but it has something to do with Yvan. It seems like you didn't know this either. After Yvan heard that Daisy got into a car accident, he immediately called a lot of doctors over and even made the best arrangements for her treatment." "That sounds like jealousy to me. Could it be that you're interested in Daisy?" Vince pursed his lips as he drove. He broke out in a cold sweat, afraid that Yuna would say something wrong and trigger Darren. Yet Darren simply smiled. "Don't worry, I'm not even a bit interested in pretentious women like her. Rather, I'm more interested in you." Vince frowned. "Mr. Bowman, please be respectful toward Ms. Feron when you speak." Darren raised his brow as he stared at Vince's face through the rearview mirror. Yuna quickly diverted Darren's attention. "Are you sure it'll be okay for me to visit him now?"
"Since you're his friend, thank you for visiting Ashton. It's just that Ashton hasn't woken up from anesthesia," Mr. Yale Senior said. "It's alright. It's good enough to see that Mr. Yale is doing okay now." Yuna could tell how much Ashton's parents despised her.Frowning a little, she looked at Darren out of the corner of her eye. She could roughly guess why he'd insisted on bringing her here to visit Ashton. She really had fallen for Darren's trap yet again. "If Ashton hasn't woken up yet, we'll come visit him another time. Mr. and Mrs. Yale, don't worry about him. Thankfully, Ashton didn't suffer any serious injuries," Darren said. "Alright, be careful on your way back. I'll let Ashton know about your visit when he wakes up," Mrs. Yale replied with a warm smile. It was clear she hadn't bothered to mention Yuna. Yuna didn't mind it at all. She even nodded at them politely before leaving. When they were out of the hospital, Yuna turned around and blocked Darren's way. W