A Relentless Pursuit for Love
Chapter 670

Chapter 670

"Knock, knock” Jace stood in front of the door at unit 88, raised his hand, and knocked on the door.The door opened, and Yale was standing there looking at Jace. He lifted his brows and slowly calledout Jace's name, “Mister Yuriel.” He did not ask the reason for Jace’s visit and moved his body whileraising his hand. “Please come in.”

Jace nodded and walked into the unit. Room 88 at Skye Hotel was prepared for Luther, Sage, andthe other brothers. Of them all, Luther and Sage stayed here more frequently. When the otherbrothers were in Salem City, they mostly stayed at Rosa Garden and sometimes here in Skye HotelThe huge unit had three bedrooms and one living room. The master bedroom was being occupiedby Sage and it was full of her stuff. The other two bedrooms were clean and tidy.Yale slept in thebedroom nearer to the balcony. After having Jace in, Yale asked lightly, “What do you want todrink?”

“Anything,” Jace answered.

“Beer?” Yale asked. “Okay,” replied Jace. As the two men opened their beers, both of them drew atissue and wiped off the opening area at the same time. They looked at each other, and Yale asked,"You have Mysophobia?

Jace replied, “No, just OCD." Yale smiled, “Me too.” At the same time, they raised the beers in theirhands and drank them silently. Neither of them was a person who talked a lot. They did not speakuntil they had drunk half of the beer, and they were not embarrassed as well. All they did was sitthere quietly, having their own thoughts in their mind.

After a while, Jace, who visited without asking ahead, initiated the conversation, “So, are you here inthe country because of Jekyll?”

Yale looked at Jace with his light grey pupils. He did not blame Jace for being abrupt and was notsurprised by Jace's intentions as well. On the contrary, he admired Jace's directness because thatwould save time and the trouble of socializing.

Thus, Yale answered him directly, “I came back to pay a visit to my ancestors. Salem City wasbecause someone had entrusted me to do a job.” Jace’s dark pupils shrank, “Sage was the one?”Yale nodded, “You could say so.”

To Yale, Tim's request was the same as Sage’s request. There was no difference.

Jace's heart trembled. “I see.”

He raised his head and drank a quarter of the beer. Then his slender fingers grabbed the beer cantightly, causing the can to make a compressed sound. Yale glared at Jace while guessing what Jacewas thinking in his head. He closed half of his eyes and said daringly, “You still care about her.”Jace lifted his head and made eye contact with Yale Yale had a pair of deep eyes. They looked veryclear, without any hint of teasing or mockery, so clear that Jace was unable to hide his feelings fromit. Hence, he admitted, “Yes, I care about her.” “Then why did you let her leave since you care abouther?” Yale asked a soulful question, “As far as I know, you two had divorced.”

The broken heart was once again being pierced and wounded. Jace thought his heart was alreadynumbed, but he could still feel pain. “Yes.” Jace choked, “Because of my wrong decision, I hurt her,and I was the one who pushed her away.” No one except those who were close to him knew aboutwhat went on between him and Sage. He had never talked about it with other people. He thought itwas unnecessary, but in the end, whenever he mentioned it, he felt like a thousand pairs of kniveswas carving his heart.