Anything For Her

Chapter 677 Ysabelle Is Missing

Tristan fought the urge to call Sophie as he knew they were on a mountain skiing.

While staring helplessly at the report in his hand, Felix lamented, “They're having so much fun outside while we're

stuck here working and thinking about them. This doesn't feel good at all.”

Is this the second day? Why is it only the second day? Time is passing by so slowly. I would have disregarded

everything and followed them if I had known how miserable I would be.

Tristan did not bother responding to Felix. Instead, he looked at Sophie's photo on his phone, which Ysabelle had just

uploaded on her Instagram. The only image in the post was of her.

It showed Sophie skiing while donning a red hat and a short white jacket. She had a languid expression even when

skiing.

Although it was just a photo, he could imagine how cool she must have looked while skiing.

She looks so amazing even in a photo; she's definitely the kind of girl I like.

When Felix noticed Tristan looking at something so intently, he immediately walked over to take a look. “What are

you looking at?”

After seeing Sophie's photo, Felix shook his head.

“You miss her too, don't you? Well then, let me fly over and find them. If they ask, we can say we're there on

business,” the man immediately suggested.

However, Tristan shook his head and said, “Can't you see how happy they are together? Since they're having fun

together, we shouldn't go over and disturb them.” After all, they should give each other some space.

Felix slumped onto the sofa and commented, “You've really spoiled her too much.” Whatever Tristan did, he was

always looking out for Sophie.

But Felix was different. No matter what he did, he still hoped to be together with Ysabelle.

When Charles walked over and saw the two lovesick men, he shook his head.

“Seriously, guys. They've only been gone for two days,” the man chastised them as he had difficulty understanding

their feelings.

Felix was reluctant to explain himself. Hence, he asked, “You didn't come here to lecture us, didn't you? Is it

because of Yvette?”

In truth, Charles was reluctant to meet them. All this while, he never liked the bit*h, Yvette.

In fact, he wasn't sure if Juan was delusory to like such a girl.

Charles sat down and responded, “Mr. Tristan, I know you are responsible for this. I got to say that you did a great

job this time.”

In fact, William had sent Charles to investigate the matter.

Nonetheless, there was nothing more to say, given that it was clear what had happened.

Indeed, a slut like Yvette deserved the treatment.

Felix was speechless seeing how much at ease Charles was. This traitor...

“You're not going to help your sister-in-law?” he asked.

“Sister-in-law? Do you think she can still enter the Quigley family?” Although Juan and Yvette were engaged, it was

clear that the wedding was off now.

“Has Juan returned?” Tristan asked as he knew the man had been called back.

“Yeah, he got a scolding from my dad. It was really bad,” Charles replied with a grin.

Shaking his head in disbelief, Felix jeered, “Is he really your brother? I feel like he's more of an enemy to you.”

“You know our relationship has never been good,” Charles replied flatly.

Moreover, the incident did not have a devastating impact. Instead, it was only embarrassing.

Everyone was gossiping about Juan being cuckolded.

Meanwhile, upon learning that Juan had returned, Yvette immediately went to find him. As soon as she saw the

man, she burst into tears.

“Juan, I really don't know what happened, but all that was in the past now. I didn't want any of it. I was set up by

someone. Juan, why aren't you saying anything? I really like you, you wouldn't reject me, would you?” she pleaded.

No matter what, those were just photos from before they got together. It shouldn't have any impact on their

relationship now.

Juan looked at the teary-eyed girl in front of him. What was wrong with me in the past? Why did I fall for such a

scheming bit*h? In fact, I treated her so well.

“Juan, what's wrong with you? Why are you looking at me like that?” Yvette started to panic as he had never looked

at her like this. “I will make sure to treat you sincerely from now on. I will quit the entertainment industry

immediately, okay?”

She knew that this was what he had always hoped for in the past.

“Yvette, do you think we can still be together after all that happened?” Juan hissed.

Never mind whether Grandfather would approve of their relationship. Even he himself felt disgusted.

Those illicit photographs were too revealing, and she looked hideous in the past. How did I put up with such an ugly

woman for so long?

“What do you mean, Juan? We are engaged, you can't just abandon me like this! Absolutely not.” Yvette cried even

more miserably.

“Yvette, I'm serious, you were really ugly before. Don't find me again, I don't want to see you ever.” After saying

those words, Juan pushed her out.

I'm ugly? How could he say such things? Didn't he know how hurtful those words were?

“If I'm ugly, what about Sarah? Is she really pretty to you? Do you want to be with her now? Why didn't you say I

was ugly when I was with you? Why didn't you tell me that when I made you feel so comfortable?” Yvette pressed.

Juan felt disgusted as he remembered earlier instances of them being together.

“Yvette, I'm warning you never to appear in front of me in the future. Every time I see you, I feel sickened,” Juan

chided before pushing her out of the door again.

It was pouring rain outside, and Yvette did not have an umbrella.

How did I end up like this? How did I allow myself to become so pitiful? Wasn't I the winner? Why did things turn out

this way all of a sudden?

Everyone in the entertainment world despised her; she had no more future in the industry.

And what about Juan?

He hated her so much. It was a lie that true love lasted forever, at least not for her.

The online attacks on her looks and disgust were still vivid in her mind. She felt utterly lost and defeated in life.

Meanwhile, Sarah was looking for Ysabelle in the snowy mountains. They had decided to go on their own ways

earlier.

However, when it was time to regroup, Ysabelle was still nowhere to be seen.

“Have you found her?” Sarah returned and asked the others.

“No!” they replied.