After She She Stopped Loving Him

Chapter 105

Yolanda’s throat was burning, so sore that she couldn't even get a word out.

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Charles stood in front of her, gently ruffling her hair. “Tell William there's no need to call the police. Let's not

make a big scene out of this.”

She found it almost hilarious, but just as she was about to reply, Charles spoke again.

“The orphanage has been in that part of town for years. Truth is, the lease on that land expired six months ago-it

was supposed to go up for auction, but I bought the rights. It's pretty remote, and | haven't figured out what to

do with it, so it’s just sitting there.”

That statement was a plain threat. Charles held the rights to that land, and if he wanted, he could kick the

orphanage out any time.

Right now, there were more than thirty kids living in the orphanage, plus William, the director. Finding a place for

all of them would be tough.

Even if she had cash, it was Charles’s money anyway. If he wanted to, he could freeze her account in a

heartbeat.

The Sinclair family was just too big and powerful. Yolanda and William together were nothing more than a drop in

the ocean compared to them.

Charles's fingers gently gripped her chin, tilting her face up. “Renee hasn't been doing well lately. I'll have

someone keep an eye on her so she doesn’t sneak out again. Yolanda, talk to William about this, okay?”

Yolanda looked up at him.

Charles thought he caught a faint trace of hatred flicker in her eyes—as if he might be imagining things.

He froze, wondering if he'd imagined it.

“Charles, don’t you think this kind of move is messed up?” she asked.

“Are you saying this is my fault?” he replied.

“How could | dare?” she muttered.

He pulled her close and kissed her hair. “Con, don’t be mad. I'll have Jack pick out snew bags for you. If

you're feeling down, just head out and go shopping or something.”

Yolanda just felt powerless. She forced a half-smile, turning her back to him. “600 grand to buy a life—if Renee

can finally sleep, | guess that's worth it.”

Charles's face turned grim. “So what do you want from me? She’s the Sinclair family’s daughter, you know that. |

can’t just trade one life for another.”

“How could | even dare ask that, Charles? I'm just exhausted. | just want to sleep,” she muttered.

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Charles looked at her for a long moment, then simply turned and walked out.

As soon as the door closed, Yolanda’s phone started ringing.

It was William. She really didn’t want to pick up, but she had no choice.

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“Yolanda, Mr. Sinclair cto talk to me. He wanted to settle this off the books-I told him to beat it. But after

thinking it over, maybe this is all we can do. You're caught in the middle, and there's no way we can win against

him. | refused the 600 grand. | just can’t stand the thought of Joey crying in my dreams at night. That's it,

Yolanda. Let's just leave it,” William said, sounding tired.

Yolanda opened her mouth, but in the end, she couldnt say a word.

William sighed on the other end and hung up.

She lay in bed, utterly exhausted and drifted off, only to wake up the next day to find several new messages

from Renee on her phone.

Renee had sent over photos-including shots of Charles sitting by her bedside, taking care of her last night.

May was in the pictures, too. But that's just how the Sinclair family was with Renee-spoiling her from a young

age, never letting anything bad happen to her.

[Yolanda, too bad I didn’t finish you off-now that pathetic kid paid the price instead. Heard you knew him. | hope

he haunts your dreams! Get this straight: no matter what I do, the Sinclair family’s always on my side. My

brother would never fall for you. Ever.]

Yolanda stared at the screen, feeling nothing at all. She shut off the display, letting the phone drop onto the

bed.

She got up, got ready, and went with William to the hospital to retrieve Joey's body. They took him for cremation,

then went out to pick a grave.

William looked like he'd aged ten years in just a few days. Standing at Joey's gravestone, his back was hunched,

and his hair was now all white.

Back then, he didn't have this much white hair.

Yolanda placed ssnacks at the grave, then set the flowers down beside them.

William touched the stone, wanting to say something, but ended up just sighing and waving her off.

“Yolanda, | watched you grow up all the way to ten years old. | know exactly what kind of child you are. Let it go

this time, okay? Don’t makeworry about you, please,” William said, unable to hide his concern.

Yolanda pressed her lips together and forced a smile. “William, | won't do anything. You have my word.”

“Maybe not now, but sooner or later, you will. I know you too well. Back when my wife was on her deathbed, |

tried to visit you at the Grant family’s mansion, but Mrs. Grant blockedat the door. She wanted you to just

forget about the orphanage. Life here has always been tough-my wife and I truly cared about you, but we barely

had enough to eat, splitting a single bun between us. Most kids who get adopted by a rich family

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would've cut us out for good, but you, you kept coming back. You've got stubbornness deep in your bones. Even

after the Grant family paid us to stay away, you sent gifts here over and over. My wife always brought you up,

saying you were the only one she couldn't stop worrying about.”

Out of all these children, Yolanda was the most sensible-never crying, never causing trouble.

William took her hand and gripped it tight. “Take my advice. Live your own life. If things ever get too hard for

you, just get a divorce. From now on, just bring sflowers here every year. Joey was a good kid-he wouldn't

ever blyou for it.”

Yolanda managed a weary smile, taking his arm gently. “Con, William. I'll drive you back to the orphanage.”

William just couldn't tell if she’d truly taken his words to heart. As he settled into the car, he turned his back and

quietly wiped away his tears, hoping Yolanda wouldn't notice.

Yolanda drove him back to the orphanage, then called someone in to fix up the marks left by the car crash.

Sof the kids who'd witnessed Joey’s death that day had cdown with fevers and still needed extra

care.

By the tshe made it back to Moonbay Estate, Yolanda was absolutely wiped out, but she couldn't force

herself to go inside.

So she headed straight for lan’s place instead.

Tonight, lan still wasn’t home-he was probably stuck at work, shooting a scene somewhere.

Yolanda collapsed onto the couch.

When Yolanda woke up, her head was resting in someone's lap. She blinked sleepily, only to catch a glimpse of

lan’s impossibly handsjawline above her.

He had a script in one hand, while the other was gently massaging her scalp, his touch soothing.

Yolanda tried to sit up, but lan softly pushed her back down. “Just relax for a while. You were having a bad

dream,” he murmured.

lan grabbed a tissue from the side table and wiped away the sweat on her forehead, his movements tender. “You

didn’t just have a nightmare-you were talking in your sleep, too,” he said, concern in his voice.

Yolanda kept her eyes closed, her lips feeling dry.

lan picked up a glass from the table, took a sip of water, then leaned down and passed the water to Yolanda

mouth to mouth, letting it flow softly between their lips.

He didn’t move away immediately, lingering to trace her lips with his own, letting the moment stretch out with

gentle intimacy.

Yolanda didn’t resist.

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The kiss was soft and tender. After they parted, Yolanda sat up slowly.

lan set the glass down and went back to flipping through his script. “Your husband called earlier,” he said

casually.

Yolanda glanced at her phone-Charles had indeed called twice.

She didn’t call him back, just leaned back against the couch. It was already midnight.

lan leaned in, set his script aside, and gently rubbed her temples. “Got a headache?”

“A bit,” Yolanda mumbled.

“Wantto kiss it better?” he teased, still massaging her head.

But just as he was about to get closer, Yolanda stopped him. “lan, letjust be quiet for a bit.”

lan paused and pulled back fast. “Did Charles give you a hard time?”

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