Chapter 71 Wette Throws a Tantrum
Tette merely
two bites of the meal that Bantall kad specially prepared for her. The bend was sti
Wanting in help and burring nod
Toette’s expressim pemained unchanged, but hey eyes dark
swept over them, the proffed and walked back into her room without saying another wor
1 locked at that host of untouched nutmeal – it was toorkimpy. Yvette was always pirky, mperially when she was sick
seda por from the beleland made a fresh bach. This tine
maal was thick and mooth, with feely chopped chocolate chunks and granola 1 brought it to her room.
is about the simuation. When he save me come in, he rpickly walked over to help. Noticing the canal, his face for up with a smile.
ithicheraktam for Ms. Jennings smell amazing! Looks like you put a lot of thought into it.”
tiner you made this netmeal, I’m sure the Teat some.
cilrvey was all smiles as he prickly ladded a bowl and brought it to her. I followed him into the room
ment, her ligispale. An der pack rested on her freshead, but she was bundled rightly in a Manker, clearly shivering despite the best
stimenes in front of Yveme, who washing to bed. She shot me a cold glance, her voice cougher than before.
you. Please
Grec v dere stiffened. “Menning, you need thing when you’re sick’ll help you recover, and you won’t feel so bad. Mr. Yates made this oatmeal
ipated one might be a bit difficult, but didn’t get to right refuse the food brought, “Yeah. Don’t you feel hungry while you’re sick? You should eat a bit
- sw. Why didn’t you cade last night
say you needed to get better before going home. So, are you going tortor not?”
the scoffed, hes ejes eluded an any coldness that could free anyone in their tracks.
eating What are you going to do a
was clear to me that she knew I wanted her to get better on
mir bælp but get frustrated After all, I was Dving this second life with far less patience
dat yourself, but you’re a grown woman, and this childish behavior is just ridiculous. If you don’t want to eat, line, let yourself get ticker. I’m sure I’ll end up widowed, but I’ll still be single
samad you’ll come back to li
I’ll spend every cent of in on enjoying life, taking a bunch of beautiful women to your grave to dance and celebrate. I’ll make sure you get sa mady en Tates, shut up!” Yvette & features immediately twisted into a fierce expression, het par nose one of
to life again
i lurk, oot målring with “You just want me to take care of you, but you keep beating around the bush. Now that I’m doing it, you’re acting all high and mighty, I thought you were just
cats art, but now I see your je serkus. I really don’t get you. Are you insane? Nothing makes you happy Whoever wants to care for you, quäbe
infuratats face and turned my attention is Diner, who was standing as still as a sta
“Mr. Yates, this demum inapprop
walk İse a skartice, turning and wabung out than door I took the leftover suttural and went back to my room
dude’t want me to take care of lei, why had she said i
ddar’d only go back once she was better? Was she just playing mind games? I had cooked for her as she
say sharing his sprirat alatimore frustration, there was a kousek on the dog Hornterpell hastay calm and opened it to indolver standing there, beaming with a baggins
dhe’d seemed purity tea
down and devoutedile waimeam notime when he fishest, he still eyed the bowl like he wanted maste
rangle I ward made it look as though they were
Chapter 21. Yvette Throws a
1 prally Upped de screen, which had alreach dimmest, my expression darkening as I stareda
Trette was sick, andout collaboration had been delayed, leaving me with nothing to do but stay in my room all day, Ledreaching out to Reing, but he was swamped.
Í thought about messaging Benjamin, but he wasn’t andine. Leven considered contacting Lila but she was busy with her treatment and work with her artists, so I decided against it. Ferling antes he bored, I decided to take a walk the next day. Oliver, wound Emight get into trouble, insisted on following me. He acted as my guide and even carried my shopping bags
ye some macks and local specialties, things that could be kept at room temperature. I planned to bring them back for Benjamin and Kenny.
On the way back to the hotel, I found myself laughing and charting with over. Lrealized he wasn’t as still or formal as 1 had imaginest.
He had a serious love for food but couldn’t cook te werken, he was always out at the best testaurants in the city. Now that he law I could cook, he wanted to mere in next doo
Oliven abo had a Husky, which was a bit of a nightmare. The dog tore up his hour every day, and he spent his manings chasing it around because the dog would in off as soon as he let go of the leash.
Despite his best efforts, he had fallen countless times, but at least it had romed him into a muscle–bound mess. His mornings were filled with despair and andery.
When we teached the hotel’s presidential ute. I led and said, “Once return home and have some free me, I’m definately visiting you can’t wait to pet your dog. When I’m less busy and have money, I’ll get a dog too, and treat it like toyalty.
Just as Oliver was about to smile and agree, his expression suddenly changed. His ideapprated, and his face turned serious.
dowed chwilio the room and immediately spotted Vette sing on the sol in the lobby, babling a plaisal women. Her legs were crossed, andher delicate tace vermedimuch livelier and
She glanced at sotives and me before bei sale profile fione into a sharp, intimidating expression. The aura around her wat so throng that I felt a Hightness in my chest.
Theranda pade, which prickh tabelaben) heard her voldy ask, “Oliver, why did ? you answer your phone?!.
(Oliver a face stiffened instanth. He placed the pitts 1 had brought on the table betone priding out his phone to check
Sorry. Ms. Jenning, mi phone can put of batteer. Was there something you needed?“”
vere dichi 1 respond right way. Instead, she turned her gaze to me “And did you taimelt your phone too?
sed calic. It must’ve been while diver and I were mour may back, chatting about hun dep
in the room grew thick with tension.
i moot, quidly spoke up. “Ms. Berting if there’s nothing else, Dimokratangements for dinner ”
Yete the asked in an icy woce, “Where did you goi
tree?” Het expansión darkened her uncy low and threatening
in the past that w
to steal the spotlight and have everyone focus on you?
hopping. How does that mean I want attention?
(Teplied. “Ready? Who else goes shopping with their secretary, laughing andchatting even making plans to meet back home?”
(my room, but Yvette sunly stood up, grabbed my arm, and yanked me back onto the sela. Then, the tank her teeth into my neck. led to push her away, but she only bit down harder. Fearing the might actually tear my skin, Thad no choice but to stop struggling fat me with eyes that suggested fury.
tavset in my room fuming. The back on my was glatingly obvious. It was both inmate and aggressive, a mix that left me gritting my teeth anu at Vertie’s Didacta Tirtudenoes trom before cama mushing back. I wasn’t about to let it go this time. Our silent standoff dragged on until Yvette was well enough to start discussing
was devused to impress in a sleek deep purple satin diem, paired with black heels. Her hair fell in soft waves own be shoulders, making her look even more
gave me a cold, sweeping lock, lingering on my neck before turning away without a word heminrent than van.
u—praceful and composed in public, the perfect Ms. Jenning. But the moment she was alone with me, the mask came off, revealing her foul
| spotted Olser ahead and greeted him with a smile. “Hey, Oliven”
- past couple of days. Except for the times be brought me meals, he’d only exchanged a few words before rushing off, looking b
It’s parting outtude. The reach are slippery, so watch your step ”
ried forward to cover her with the unbrella and helped her into the can followed, sitting down next thr
a and started weaving tu ough Tito, pauling at a video of a gal dancing in a school uniform.ged on it for a bit long, and bara m
nocking laugh, and then that it sin
aching this kind of trash in public. It’s tasteless
Mighty Daun 1 tell me you never check out god bokingg–Ys”
se warned, “stop playing with your phone during work hesirs” ––
exia, Hinich then popularny was mindly local. They’d heard about our tich cultural heritage and wanted to break into the
Hies, character design was key. the wanted this international project to stand out and needed an artist
ally but was deckelly skeptical.
pollough, sit bragarded that Bomp quite made it is the dome marker
Alter wrapping up the conversation with the project director, Yvette turned to me, “What do you t
(the artist is clearly talented. The only issue is the
I nodded, and went over the design sketches with her, concluding, “Overall, it looks good. I’ve seen the initial draft. It’s innovative, and the
There’s a lot of a disconnect in understanding our concepts.
Yvette’s eyes narrowed slightly, a hint of surprise on her face. “You actually know what you’re talking
tumisked. She’doen believed Toooldidam Whatever, she could think of me as useless. I wasn’t trying to impress her
The team from B Group turned their attention to me, whispering in Florian before the interpreter spoke up. “Mr. Yates, they’re asking if you’re the illustrator, Owen Yates” Lraised an eyeboom. See? Even outsiders could make the connection. It was always easier for unlookers to see the truth
Bedoor Trould impond, Yvette’s dry, husky laughter cur through the air..
1uedesher, puzzled. “What’s stubby?
Het eyes locked to me, a mark playing at her red lips. “How could you possibly be him? Do you that his first piece symbolizes the freedom to explore the world? And you? You’re just a wannabe househusbandwith no ambition. What could you possibly have in common with him?”
