My wife

In a dimly lit corner at the far end of the bar, a woman with long, curly eyelashes sat, sipping on a glass of beer. Her gaze flicked as she scrutinized two individuals at the bar front.

Upon her brother's entrance to CONS Bar, Yvonne initially thought he was there for her. However, her relief set in when he headed straight to the VIP area after entering. She sighed and settled back into her seat, continuing to sip her sorrows away.

Having left Magnificent Residential Area, Yvonne had nowhere else to go. Without friends and a reluctance to return home yet, she sought solace at the bar.

Her home country now felt foreign to her—she was a stranger in her own home. Funny.

With Damien's continuous calls right after she left Shawn’s residence, she deduced Shawn must have informed her brother about her visit.

Aware of Damien's temper, despite his angelic appearance, she decided not to go home yet. Returning to the States immediately was a scenario she wished to avoid.

And so, she headed to