After She She Stopped Loving Him

Chapter 158

Chapter 158

Dylan, with his sharp, clite looks and a tendency to avoid arguments, was nearly knocked to the floor when May

shoved him. His expression instantly turned grim.

“May, you always have to run your mouth in front of the kids,” Dylan said coldly.

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Fuming, May flung the pile of hospital paperwork she was holding right at Dylan, hitting him straight in the face.

Dylan had never been treated like this before. He pushed himself up, his patience running thin. “You're the one

who calledback, and now you're the one losing it. Honestly, you need to get a job or something. Look at

what staying hall day has done to you.”

That was a total knockout-a line that finished her off.

May froze, staring at him in disbelief. “What did you just say?”

Dylan let out a cold laugh. “If you're not happy with how things are, then go get a job. You're just bored out of

your mind.”

His eyes were icy, completely devoid of any affection for her.

May's lips trembled, and for a moment, she was at a loss for words.

Charles finally spoke up, sounding exhausted. “Can you guys argue somewhere else? Just givea break and

lethave speace.”

Dylan's tone softened a little. “What did the doctor say?”

Charles closed his eyes, his face impassive. “It's nothing serious.”

“Then just rest. Don’t worry about the company for now,” Dylan said.

He stood up to leave, and May immediately followed him out.

“Dylan, how can you be so cold? That's your own son!” May yelled after him.

Yolanda thought for a moment and then quietly shut the door to the hospital room.

The shouting kept going outside, mostly May hurling accusations. For someone who was supposed to be a high-

society lady, she sounded absolutely unhinged. Dylan just ignored her, which only made her voice rise higher

and higher. Finally, after a storm of arguing, their voices faded as the two left the floor.

Yolanda eased herself back into the chair beside the hospital bed, glancing at Charles. He looked perfectly calm-

like nothing that had just happened could ruffle him in the slightest.

Sure, Charles always treated his family decently, but he was the kind who never let their or messes shake

his mood.

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Besides, deep down, he was already convinced that Dylan had turned his back on the Sinclair family, so there

was no way Dylan’s attitude could bother him now,

When it cto being tough, Charles checked all the boxes-cold-blooded, decisive, and nothing could faze him.

Honestly, his only real flaw was that he could be kind of a jerk.

“Honey, want something to drink?” Yolanda murmured, offering him a glass of water.

She handed it to Charles, and he took it without a word.

Yolanda got up in one smooth motion, placing both hands on his temples and gently massaging them.

The soft scent from her-maybe perfor body wash-drifted over, instantly making him feel much better.

After emptying the glass, Charles set it aside, looped an arm around her waist, and nuzzled into her neck,

breathing in deeply. “New body wash? Smells amazing”

Yolanda never bothered with perfume-her scent always cfrom her body wash or shampoo.

“Yeah,” she replied softly.

“What made you switch all of a sudden? Weren't you totally fine with your old one?” Charles asked, his voice low.

The new scent was gentle, but underneath that tenderness was a subtle streak of stubbornness.

With his face buried in her neck, Charles found his thoughts running wild for a moment.

It had been ages since Charles and Yolanda had shared a moment like this...

Just as Charles pressed a kiss to her skin, Jack happened to walk in. He froze at the doorway, clearly panicked -

about ready to dart right back out.

The interruption was just what Yolanda needed to slip out of Charles's embrace, tidying her hair. “Is this about

work?” she asked, turning to Jack.

Jack shot Charles a quick look to make sure he wasn’t about to lose his temper, then gave a nod.

“CEO, Edward Sinclair just met with Cedric,” Jack reported.

Ever since Vivian Andrade ended up in a vegetative state, Cedric had always pinned the blon Charles. He'd

been stirring up trouble lately, but Charles kept shutting him down every time.

Now the two of them ran into each other-it looked like they were about to join forces.

Charles thought, ‘If Edward just sits back and doesn’t make a move, how am | ever supposed to get any dirt on

him?"

Charles relaxed in his chair with a lazy grin. “He’s certainly quick to make a move.”

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He acted like he had everything under control, accepting the documents Jack passed over. “I'll be camped out in

the hospital for the next little while-let’s go ahead and list that plot of land we bought for sale.”

This land was basically Charles’s only black mark when it cto investments. The government sold it as a gold

mine, and hardly anyone knew the ugly truth: deep underground, years of a chemical plant had left radioactive

waste festering. Anyone wanting to build there would have to pass simpossibly strict government safety

checks. He'd originally dumped six hundred million on it, but fixing the land up would cost at least a billion-no

wonder Charles had never broken ground. Of course, people in the business all gossiped about how he might be

plotting something epic with the government.

Now Charles was putting that cursed plot up for sale, just waiting for sgullible big shot to bite-and that lucky

sucker was the Andrade family.

He'd already gone to war with them, so there was zero reason to hold back.

And with Edward setting things up as the perfect middleman, the Andrades were basically delivering themselves

straight into the trap.

Charles closed his eyes and looked over a contract. “Edward’s going to make things go smoothly for the

Andrades. Just sit tight and wait.”

After letting it all sink in for a second, Yolanda turned and headed out after Jack.

“Honey, I'm heading out for now. I'll csee you later,” Yolanda said softly.

Charles swallowed, thinking to himself, ‘She really is a bit clueless. Honestly, if she had any sense, she'd have

stuck around, played it up a little, made sure | didn’t forget about her."

Yolanda was such a blockhead sometimes.

He chuckled softly, fingers pinching the document. “You know, you're kinda hopelessly clueless.”

Yolanda didn’t think too much about his last comment. She just fell into step with Jack as they rode the elevator

down, and couldn’t help but ask, “Is there something wrong with that piece of land?”

Jack looked a little surprised, clearly not expecting her to bring up anything related to the company.

But this was a sensitive topic, so he kept it vague. “Mrs. Sinclair, until the CEO's plan is finalized, | can’t really

say much.”

Yolanda got the hint-there was definitely something fishy going on with that land.

That was all she needed to know.

Charles was lining up Cedric to be the ultimate patsy in this scheme. Yolanda couldn’t help but wonder, ‘Is there

a way | can get a piece of the action too?”

The Andrade family was always locked in fierce internal battles. Vivian, a woman, storming her way to the CEO

seat had already pissed off plenty of relatives. But now, with Grady’s passing and her falling into a vegetative

state, Grandpa Jonathan wasn’t about to prop Cedric up. That left the rest of the family circling for the top spot-

someone new was bound to take the reins soon.

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Cedric had an uncle, but there was bad blood between them. That uncle had two sons, both about the sage

as Vivian, yet she'd snatched the CEO chair anyway—all because the two family branches could never see eye to

eye, and their feud ran deep.

Yolanda’s mind was working overtime. She had to figure out a plan fast-even if that just meant trailing after

Charles and scooping up whatever benefits he left in his wake.