NovelEnglishYvette thought that Xavier would soon leave on his own, but in the days that followed, he actually established a branch office in Mayest. Moreover, it was set up not far from where she lived. She had to admit that Xavier was a business genius who could thrive anywhere.
He quickly made connections with sof the wealthy individuals in the city.
Every morning, Yvette would receive a bouquet of flowers and an expensive gift. However, she threw them in the trash each time.
One day, Xavier even bought the entire area where she lived and moved in next door. Now, they could see each other just by standing on their balconies.
Yvette discovered this while she was composing music on the open balcony.
"If you like living here, we can settle down here," Xavier said.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtYvette ignored him, picked up her music sheets, and went back inside.
Meanwhile, Mark arrived with people to renovate the house. When he saw Xavier standing alone on the balcony, constantly looking at the house next door, he knew Xavier wanted to see Yvette.
"Mr. Lane, we've acquired the house next door. You can go over anytyou want to see Mrs. Lane." Having understood Xavier's intentions, Mark had already changed how he addressed Yvette.
Yvette had been renting someone else's house. Mark handed the keys he had just received today to Xavier.
Xavier took the keys. Glancing at them, he asked, "How are things back home?" "We've suppressed the company's seniors. Only Zayden and his wife, Marlene, are still making moves in private." Xavier dismissed it disdainfully. "Ignore them." To him, those two were not even worth his time.
Mark nodded in response.
"What about Jeremiah?" Xavier asked again.
Mark hesitated for a moment before replying, "I'm afraid I don't know, sir. Since you left Tirion, Jeremiah also left Lane Mansion. We don't know where he is now." A trace of concern flashed in Xavier's eyes. He wasn't worried about Zayden and Marlene, but he was concerned about Jeremiah.
"Go find out." "Yes, sir." Xavier wanted to light a cigarette. However, he restrained himself when he remembered how Yvette had felt nauseous because of the smelt when he had hugged her the other day.
"Do you think she's still angry?" Xavier asked Mark.
Caught off-guard by the question, Mark didn't know how to answer it. How was he supposed to know if Yvette was still angry? Moreover, Xavier had treated Yvette terribly for a long time. How could a few days of gift-giving erase everything that had happened? Xavier took Mark's silence as confirmation of his suspicion.
Finally, it was evening. When he saw the lights go out at Yvette's place, he didn't use the key but climbed over the balcony instead.
Yvette wasn't sleeping well. She was e pregnant, stressed from being away, and unable to see Noah and Zachary, so she often had nightmares.
Suddenly, a large hand pulled her into a tight embrace.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmBeing the light sleeper that she was, Yvette woke up immediately.
"Who are you?"
She opened her eyes, but in the darkness, she couldn't see who it was She bit Xavier's hand. Xavier frowned but didn't let go. "It's me," he answered in a low voice.
When Yvette heard the familiar voice, the tension in her mind eased m "Xavier, how did you get in here? Get out!" Xavier had had a hard tcoming over; there was no way he was leaving.
"You've had your share of being angry. Don't throw a tantrum anymore, please?"
"I've told you many times that I'm not throwing a tantrum Yvette replied, ve coldly looking at him. Despite the bite mark on his hand, Xavier still held her tightly." was a dull pain in his chest.
it's my first tbeing a It was also the first the truly liked someone.
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