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Chapter 225 Fragility

The debts of emotion are indeed hard to repay.

Yvonne was deeply aware that she didn’t want to owe too much, as it was a heavy burden on her soul, one she couldn’t easily shake off.

Her thoughts drifted like scattered dust, returning to those years she could never go back to.

Whenever the night grew quiet, the warm memories of the past would crash against her heart like waves.

Marcus had once been her pillar of strength, but now, she found herself isolated in the eye of the storm, feeling utterly alone and helpless.

Jeremy finally made his way to her side.

The lighting in the room was dim and soft, casting a gentle glow on his tall figure, like a beacon in the midst of her inner turmoil.

His expression was still stern, but there was a hint of concern and warmth in his eyes.

Yvonne looked up slightly as he approached, feeling a strange sense of comfort rise within her,

She gazed at Jeremy, her eyes revealing a mix of anticipation and relief.

back?”

It’s so late, why did you come ba

Her voice was low and tinged with exhaustion, as if the weight of unspoken emotions seeped into every

word.

Jeremy stood beside her, his gaze steady and reassuring, as if he was now her only source of support.

“I wasn’t comfortable leaving you alone.”

His tone was warm and resolute, like a protective shield over her heart.

Yvonne tilted her head slightly, her brow furrowing as if she were deep in thought

Her gaze occasionally drifted to the night sky outside, where the stars seemed to listen to her unspoken

worries.

“You seemed a bit strange just now.”

Jeremy offered a faint, wry smile, the lines around his eyes deepening slightly. “Benson? I sent him away.”

Yvonne looked at him in mild surprise, her curiosity deepening. “You…”

“I didn’t want to see him, I’m tired of him.”

Jeremy’s voice carried a tone of finality and impatience, as if his disdain for Benson had reached its peak.

His bluntness brought Yvonne a sense of relief, and she couldn’t help but smile a little.

“So… you know Steven?”

Yvonne’s voice held a note of curiosity, as if she hoped to uncover some hidden truths from Jeremy.

“Just met him,” Jeremy nodded, his tone growing serious and somber.

“I didn’t expect him to come over, but I have a pretty good idea of what he’s up to. He messed with

Steven, sold off the company–it’s caused quite a stir.”

A trace of helplessness and frustration flashed in his eyes, as if Steven’s predicament weighed heavily on

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him as well.

Yvonne frowned slightly, worry crossing her features.

Steven had already been cornered by Benson, while the Taylor family had money to spare.

They could throw money at problems, causing Steven to lose a lot of business–a tactic that was mentally exhausting..

A wave of anxiety washed over her, as if everything was spiraling out of control.

“I showed up to undermine Benson, so of course Steven was thrilled.”

Jeremy continued, his voice carrying a mix of indifference and resignation.

His candidness seemed to weigh heavily on Yvonne’s mood.

“Did you have to be so direct Yvonne turned to face him, leaning back against the railing, her gaze fixed

on him.

Her eyes reflected a weariness and unease. “I’m having a hard time dealing with your straightforwardness right now.”

Her voice trembled slightly, as if her emotions were being stirred by his bluntness.

“You’re smart, and you’re good at pretending not to understand what people say, but you’re also honest.”

Jeremy’s tone was gentle yet candid, as if in this brief moment, he found the courage to express his true feelings.

“Since that’s the case, I might as well be straightforward. Yvonne, I like you a lot. In our work together, there were moments that made my heart skip a beat, but I respect you.”

Yvonne’s heart raced slightly, as if Jeremy’s words had unlocked the floodgates to her emotions.

She slowly averted her gaze, her eyes growing moist.

For years, she had silently borne everything on her own, rarely showing her vulnerability to anyone.

Except for those rare times with Marcus, when she had let her guard down, following him like a little girl to grab a burger.

Those warm memories had become a hidden pain in her heart; it had been so long since she had felt the comfort of someone’s protection.

“Thank you,” Yvonne’s voice was low and grateful, tinged with a quiver of emotion.

Her words were filled with appreciation and warmth, as if she were trying to convey her deepest thanks to Jeremy.

Jeremy nodded slightly, his gaze softening.

“It’s just what I should do.” His voice was gentle yet firm, as if every effort he made was simply the right thing to do.

In the hospital room, Andrew’s expression grew serious.

He bent over to examine Bella’s injuries, moving carefully to avoid touching her wounds.

The light in the room cast shadows on his face, making him look particularly weary.

His eyes were filled with concern and helplessness, as if his inner anxiety and worry were fully exposed in this moment.

Bella, on the other hand, was startled by his actions, her eyes wide with anger and dissatisfaction.

Her breathing quickened, and a thin layer of sweat formed on her forehead, making her appear tense and

uneasy.

“What are you doing? Are you an animal?”

Bella asked, her voice sharp with anger and displeasure

She quickly dodged Andrew’s hand, avoiding further contact.

“If I hadn’t dodged quickly, my leg would probably be broken by now!” Her words were filled with strong

resentment and resistance.

Andrew’s expression turned serious, his gaze cold and resolute.

” just wanted to check if you had any other injuries.” His voice carried an undeniable tone of sternness

and concem.

“No, you don’t need to check. I’ve already told you, we shouldn’t see each other anymore.”

Bella’s voice was firm and resolute, making it clear she didn’t want any further contact.

A cold glint flashed in Andrew’s eyes, and his tone held a trace of dissatisfaction and helplessness.

“Did I agree to that?” His voice hinted at an unwavering determination.

He persistently examined her until he was sure her injuries were just bruises.

Her arms and legs weren’t seriously hurt, which finally eased his mind a bit

His brow relaxed slightly, but his expression remained serious, as if his worries were only beginning alleviated.

Bella rolled her eyes, her tone filled with exasperation and resignation.

be

“Fine, you’re here now, so just leave. I don’t want to be the third wheel everyone hates.”

She emphasized, “When there’s no boyfriend or girlfriend involved, sure, we can have some fun. But once there is, I’m not going to get in the way.”

Her voice was decisive and cold, as if she had made up her mind not to get entangled with Andrew any further.

“I’m staying with you.” Andrew’s tone was resolute, as if he had already made up his mind.

His words carried an unyielding determination.

“You’re staying with me? You…” Bella was stunned by his words, replaceing it hard to believe.

“Andrew, we’re just friends with benefits, right? This… doesn’t suit us, does it?”

Her voice was full of confusion and doubt, as if she couldn’t understand Andrew’s insistence.

Andrew didn’t respond to her question. Instead, he turned and walked out of the room.

He approached Yvonne and spoke in a low, calm voice, “You should go home. I’ll stay with her tonight.”

His tone left no room for argument.

Then, he forcefully pushed the door open, creating a loud “bang” as he locked the door from the inside.

Bella looked helplessly at the locked door, feeling a surge of frustration and confusion.

A hint of irritation flashed in her eyes as she wondered to herself, “How did I ever fall for such a weirdo back then?”

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