A Journey from Bitterness to Truth

Chapter 92

Yvan was caught off guard when Ella, seizing the moment of his distraction, wrapped her arms around his neck and planted a kiss that landed on the corner of his mouth as he instinctively stepped back.

Ella pouted, looking genuinely hurt, “Yvan, you’ve changed!”

All Yvan did was pat her shoulder, “Cut it out, Ella. Let go.”

Reluctantly, Ella dropped her arms but then quickly caught Yvan’s hand. Such gestures were once second nature to them. Ella used to shower Yvan with her vibrant passion, but now…

Tilting her head, she glanced at this man next to her, her eyelashes fluttering, feeling that something was off with Yvan. The latter let her lead him by the hand. As they passed through the lobby after work, the staff, who were still toiling away, caught the sight where Yvan’s hand was held by a girl as they walked out, and covered their mouth in shock.

“Who’s that girl?”

“How bold can she get! My God!”

“She’s actually holding Mr. Boyd’s hand? And he didn’t tell her to buzz off? Unbelievable!”

Boyd must have

whispers inevitably reached Ella’s ears. She frowned, glanced back, and the gossipers immediately pretended to be engrossed in their work, as if those

ragtags were nothing but şour grapes.

down to the parking lot where Carl was waiting

raised an eyebrow nonchalantly and replied, “Thanks for

routine send–off, Carl left, and Yvan opened the car door, inviting Ella,

drive you.”

bouncing into the passenger seat like a child, “I’ve

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ceaseless chatter, started the car silently, and skillfully

the

was busy admiring the car’s interior when she said, “Yvan, you look so cool driving. Can I

frowned slightly, and then, repressing his irritation, he said, “Sure, but don’t make a scene.”