Mark looked upstairs and said, "Mr. Lane must be awake.""I'll go check," Yvette replied.In the cold, monochromatic room, Xavier had fallen to the floor. Seeing this, Yvette rushed in and immediately went to help him up. "Are you okay?""Get out," Xavier snapped as soon as he heard her voice. He shoved her away. "Had enough fun outside, have you?"Yvette staggered backward, almost falling. Tired as she was from not having much rest, her temper flared up at his outburst."Xavier, if you're sick, get treated. What are you doing right now? Don't forget, I'm pregnant. If anything happens to the babies, do you think I'll—" She'd never spoken so harshly before, and by the time she got to the end, she couldn't continue.Xavier went silent.Carefully, Yvette approached him again to help him up. He didn't push her away this time.After she got Xavier back onto the bed, he suddenly grabbed her wrist and hissed, "You've grown bold now, huh? You're even yelling at me."Yvette was no
Xavier's thin lips pressed into a tight line, the corners of his mouth drawn taut. He stopped arguing with Yvette and tried to get up from the bed again, intending to leave.Seeing this, Yvette stood up as well. "Thought it over? Let's go to the hospital."Xavier ignored her. As he continued forward, he inevitably bumped into some of the room's furnishings."There's a wall ahead!" Just as he was about to hit the wall, Yvette called out to stop him. Xavier paused, then began feeling his way toward the door. Yvette walked over and grabbed his hand. If it had been the old Xavier, he would have shaken her off in disdain. But for some reason, he didn't mind her touch now. What was even more surprising was that it felt like the blood in his arm froze the moment she touched him.Xavier couldn't understand why he was feeling this way.Yvette pulled him forward rather roughly, opened the door, and led him out."Let's eat first. We'll go to the hospital after that." With Tristan's conn
Xavier had always had a mild case of germophobia. Not even Daphne could touch him, let alone Yvette. But now, with Yvette leaning against his chest, he found himself surprisingly unbothered."It really is different," Xavier remarked.Puzzled, Yvette asked, "What's different?"Instead of answering her, Xavier quickly released her from his embrace. He still couldn't believe that, years later, he had fallen in love with Yvette and had a son with her."How old is the boy?" he asked suddenly."Just over four years old," Yvette replied, still finding his behavior strange.Over four years old—that meant the child had been conceived around the time Yvette had filed for divorce."Did you drug me?" Xavier could only think of that as an explanation."You remember?" Yvette thought he was referring to the time she'd drugged him in order to get pregnant.Xavier's eyes narrowed with chilling coldness. "So, it's true."He had always wondered why the man he remembered to be had been determine
Tristan was already waiting at the private entrance of the hospital. He didn't know the full details—only that Xavier had been injured and needed to be admitted for tests.A sleek silver MPV pulled up at the entrance. Soon enough, Tristan saw Yvette helping Xavier out of the car, with Mark following close behind them."Xav, Yvette, what's going on?" Though Xavier found Tristan's voice familiar, the way Tristan addressed Yvette sounded particularly odd to him.Tristan had always called her "Deaf Yvvy" in the past. No one hated Yvette more than Tristan, and now he was simply calling her "Yvette"."It's a long story. Mr. Xyrax can explain it to you," Yvette responded coolly, her attitude toward Tristan still indifferent.Tristan didn't take it to heart and motioned for them to head inside before turning to Mark for an explanation.Mark filled him in on what had happened."Is Yerick out of his mind?" Tristan cursed, his eyes filled with anger. "I always thought the Herrera family
Kiki froze for a moment, turning back to look at the handsome man lying on the bed. Seeing that Xavier had stopped talking in his sleep, she took a deep breath and remarked, "Do you think it's possible that CEOs' brains work differently from us regular folks'?"Yvette couldn't help but laugh at her comment."Maybe. When he's normal, he has a photographic memory. Who would've thought someone like him could lose his memory?"The two of them casually joked about Xavier as if there was nothing odd about it, despite him being right beside them.Xavier still hadn't woken up when mealtime came around. Mark thoughtfully sent someone to ask Yvette what she would like to eat.Kiki didn't hold back. "I want barbecue, lobster, and snow crabs."Being pregnant, Yvette had been avoiding heavy flavors for a while, so she hadn't had any of these for a long time. She instructed the staff, "Please get what my friend requested, but for the barbecue, make it a stew with a mild broth. And as usu
Although Kiki complained, she was actually grateful to have found a new career path. Even though she wasn't lacking financially, earning her own money gave her a stronger sense of security. She still remembered how Leonard had once mocked her, saying, "If you hadn't been born into a wealthy family, would you have even managed to do anything?"Now, her income was likely dozens of times more than what Leonard made as a lawyer."By the way, Kiki, how are things going with the Shaw family? Has Leonard contacted you again?" Yvette asked, recalling how Leonard and Tristan had even fought the last time.Kiki appeared especially nonchalant. "I'm doing really well with the Shaw family. As for Leonard, he's called me a few times."She took a deep breath before continuing. "Yvvy, you have no idea what a strange person he is. Every time he calls, it's to persuade me not to get involved with the Shaw family and to absolutely not marry Tristan. He says Tristan isn't a good guy."Thinking abou
Xavier leaned toward Yvette, trapping her within his arms as he whispered those words in a hoarse voice. Yvette was confused. "What do you mean?"Xavier didn't answer. He leaned closer, his large hand falling on her face. He started to wonder if she was real when he felt her warmth.His Adam's apple bobbed. "Aren't you supposed to be… dead?"Yvette was even more baffled. "I know you hate me, but do you really have to curse me?""Do you know I've been looking for you for two years? All this time, you refused to appear in my dreams, but now you're here? Does that mean you're really dead?" Xavier ignored everything she said. He was convinced that this was all a dream. "They say only the dead come to visit in dreams. So, are you really dead? Why won't you let me see you?"With the power outage, the lights were out. Xavier hadn't realized he was blind.As Yvette listened, she slowly understood. His memory must have partially returned, going back to the time after she'd disappeared
This time, the kiss was especially gentle.After a while, Xavier pulled Yvette even closer."Do you know how jealous I am of Claude?" Xavier whispered, making Yvette freeze. He continued, "Only now have I realized how important you are to me. I was wrong back then. Will you come back to me?" A tear fell onto Yvette's shoulder.Yvette couldn't believe it. Xavier, who had always been so proud and aloof, was actually crying. She gently hugged him, but she didn't tell him that this was reality, not a dream.Xavier's head started to hurt again. Before long, he couldn't hold on any longer and lay down.Watching as Xavier fell back asleep, Yvette reached out and touched his eyes, which were still moist.It was the first time she had seen Xavier cry. It was also the first time she realized that Xavier had ever cared about her enough to shed tears.She felt a strange bitterness in her throat. She sat beside the bed and eventually fell asleep with her upper body sprawled on the bed.Wh